Tuesday, November 01, 2016
Rumi (poem by Dorothy)
Rumi
My darling,
You and I are one.
The great river
That runs from Source
Through all the secret
Places
Streams through
Our veins and tissues,
A torrent descending.
Give me the key
To your living quarters
And I will come to you
In darkness and in light.
Tell me your name
And I will bow before you
A thousand times.
Give me your hand
And I will
Faint with desire.
Dorothy Walters
November 1, 2016
