Wednesday, December 7, 2011

"A community of the spirit"

There is a community of the spirit.
Join it, and feel the delight
of walking in the noisy street,
and being the noise.

Drink all your passion,
and be a disgrace.

Close both eyes
to see with the other eye.

Open your hands,
if you want to be held.

Sit down in this circle.

Quit acting like a wolf, and feel
the shepherd's love filling you.

At night, your beloved wanders.
Don't accept consolations.

Close your mouth against food.
Taste the lover's mouth in yours.

You moan, "She left me." "He left me."
Twenty more will come.

Be empty of worrying.
Think of who created thought!

Why do you stay in prison
when the door is so wide open?

Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking.
Live in silence.

Flow down and down in always
widening rings of being.

~ Rumi


I just got my book of Rumi poetry the other day and started slowly reading it, from cover to cover, and today I read this poem. It just struck me and I don't know why. Or, more accurately, I have some ideas, but they're many and ghost-like. Some have to do with G, who's been showing up in dreams and readings these past few days. Some have to do with my Animus, who's been making himself felt. But mostly, it has to do with the feeling of peace and acceptance I feel when I let the words soak into me.

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