Tuesday, September 13, 2005
More Morning Poems
(Note: From time to time, images will be added to these entries. These beautiful pictures are contributed by Patricia Lay Dorsey, and should be attributed to her, if they are reprinted. Thanks once again dear friend, for the beauty you share with all of us. I continue to value our friendship more than I can say.)
It is time
to read more Rumi.
Call him.
He will make love
to your ear.
How much nectar
can you drink
this morning?
How much lovemaking
can you bear?
.........................
Turn slowly now.
Even as this music
soothes
your ear.
Think of yourself
as a dervish,
white robe circling
out
like light
moving through
water.
..........................
Soon you will die
once more.
Soon you will be
awakened
in a familiar way
as spirit,
as flesh,
as flesh
returning to spirit,
as spirit
clothing itself
as flesh yet again.
.........................
Do not fear
to call yourself
a lover of god.
She is always lurking nearby,
waiting.
Let go
of all you think of
as who you are,
fling all your clothes
and treasures
over the cliff.
Naked is the only way.
copyright, Dorothy Walters
