Thursday, November 15, 2012

A to Z from J

A. A Ruby

In the earliest dawn two lovers awoke
And sipping some water she said,
"Who do you love more,
Me or yourself?"
She wantes the truth.

So he replied, I can't love myself,
I don't exist anymore.
I'm like a ruby held up to the sun
Melting into one redness.
Can you tell the gem from the world
When a ruby gives itself to sunlight?"

That's how holy ones can truthfully say
I am God.
So be a ruby at dawn
And hold to your practice
Keep up the work, digging your well
Until you strike water.
Hang a ruby in your ear

And it will be the sun.
Keep knocking at door
And joy will look out the window
To let you in.

Z. Unloved

Have you seen the kind
Who settle for less?
Who creep into corners
Just big enough for one?
They are unopened letters
Whose message is this:
Live! Live! Live!

J. Night sounds

Through the night comes a frail wavering song.
The moment I can't hear it
I will be gone.

-All by Rumi

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