Thursday, November 24, 2016
Rumi––What was said to the Rose
Jalal al-Din Rumi, 1207 - 1273
What was said to the rose that made it open was said
to me here in my chest.
What was told the cypress that made it strong
and straight, what was
whispered the jasmine so it is what it is, whatever made
sugarcane sweet, whatever
was said to the inhabitants of the town of Chigil in
Turkestan that makes them
so handsome, whatever lets the pomegranate flower blush
like a human face, that is
being said to me now. I blush. Whatever put eloquence in
language, that’s happening here.
The great warehouse doors open; I fill with gratitude,
chewing a piece of sugarcane,
in love with the one to whom every that belongs!
(Note: At the moment, I am not able to send or receive e-mails. Hope this problem clears up soon. In the meantime, have a lovely Thanksgiving for all that we receive, even in the midst of difficult times.)
IF YOU ARE COMING TO THE READING OF SACRED POETRY AT CARITAS ON SATURDAY, NOV. 3, BRING A POEM TO READ, YOURS OR SOMEONE ELSE'S!
