Monday, December 17, 2007

RIP, Dear Rumi

It was on this night in 1273 that Rumi died.

A Voice through the Door

Sometimes you hear a voice through the door
calling you, as fish out of water
hear the waves, or a hunting falcon
hears the drum's Come back. Come back.

This turning toward what you deeply love
saves you. Read the book of your life,
which has been given you.

A voice comes to your soul saying
Lift your foot. Cross over.

Move into the emptiness
of question and answer and question.
— Rumi

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