Like bees to the pollen of love...
all of us..

Hi Harry

Jess-isn't it the yummy truth

Hey, some good poetry and it sounds like the Waltons in here. That's it
for me, gotta go to bed, the buzz is waring off, long day.

GOOD NIGHT JOHN BOY - wherever you are!

And all you beautiful people too!

nite Red...sweet dreams


sherri...i am so delighted!!


guess you are familiar with his inspiration.. Jelaludin Mevlana Rumi?


the essential rumi , by coleman barks

it is essential

that was better than reading the bible and eating turkish delights and
spining around in circles with the stero on 11.Thanks
ArtGurl

Thanks Artgurl.

Hi Red, welcome to the mountain

KariZ - that was wonderful!!!

Klug - nice to see you here

Alex - hello lovely Yes I am in love with Rumi too ...
I posted Hafiz because I love him but also because I thought fewer
people might be familiar with him. At least that is the case in the
part of the world I inhabit.

Ahhhh, the words feel like a sigh ......


The birds have flown to freedom,
the cage lies empty.
Your happy songs bring to me
the scent of heaven.
Please keep singing.

-Rumi-

If you have illusions about heaven

lose them.

The soul heard of one attribute of Love

and came to earth.

A hundred attributes of heaven

could never charm her back.

It is here the soul discovers

the reality of Love.

-Rumi-

When you see the lovers

don’t pass them by,

sit with them.

The fire of Love warms the world,

but even fire dies

in the company of ashes.

-Rumi-

From all that was familiar

I broke away.

Now I am lost, without a place,

wandering.

With no music like a fool

I dance and clap my hands.

How am I to live without You?

You are everywhere

but I can’t find You.

-Rumi-

Heat is not brought by fire only.

When you suddenly walk

through my door, I feel warm.

When you promise to come but do not

I feel desolate and cold.

Frost does not appear in winter only.

-Rumi-

Be thirsty heart,

seek forever without a rest.

Let this soundless longing

hidden deep inside you

be the source

Of every word you say.

-Rumi-

WHY JUST ASK THE DONKEY


Why
Just ask the donkey in me
To speak to the donkey in you,

When I have so many other beautiful animals
And brilliant colored birds inside
That are all longing to say something wonderful
And exciting to your heart?

Let’s open all the locked doors upon our eyes
That keep us from knowing the Intelligence
That begets love
And a more lively and satisfying conversation
With the Friend.

Let’s turn loose our golden falcons
So that they can meet in the sky
Where our spirits belong—
Necking like two
Hot kids.

Let’s hold hands and get drunk near the sun
And sing sweet songs to God
Until He joins us with a few notes
From His own sublime lute and drum.

If you have a better idea
Of how to pass a lonely night
After your glands may have performed
All their little magic

Then speak up sweethearts, speak up,
For Hafiz and all the world will listen.

Why just bring your donkey to me
Asking for stale hay
And a boring conference with the idiot
In regards to this precious matter –
Such a precious matter as love,

When I have so many other divine animals
And brilliant colored birds inside
That are all longing
To so sweetly
Greet
You!

-Hafiz-

OUR HEARTS SHOULD DO THIS MORE


I sit in the streets with the homeless

My clothes stained with the wine
From the vineyards the saints tend.

Light has painted all acts
The same color

So I sit around and laugh all day
With my friends.

At night I feel a divine loneliness
I tear the doors off Love’s mansion

And wrestle God onto the floor.

He becomes so pleased with Hafiz
And says,

“Our hearts should do this more.”

-Hafiz-

NOW IS THE TIME


Now is the time to know
That all you do is sacred.

Now, why not consider
A lasting truce with yourself and God.

Now is the time to understand
That all your ideas of right and wrong
Were just a child’s training wheels
To be laid aside
When you can finally live
With veracity
And love.

Hafiz is a divine envoy
Whom the Beloved
Has written a holy message upon.

My dear, please tell me,
Why do you still
Throw sticks at your heart
And God?

What is it in that sweet voice inside
That incites you to fear?

Now is the time for the world to know
That every thought and action is sacred.

This is the time
For you to deeply compute the impossibility

That there is anything
But Grace.

Now is the season to know
That everything you do
Is sacred.

-Hafiz-

WHERE IS THE DOOR TO THE TAVERN?


Where is the door to God?

In the sound of a barking dog,

In the ring of a hammer,

In a drop of rain,

In the face of

Everyone

I see.


-Hafiz-

BECOMING HUMAN


Once a man came to me and spoke for hours about
“His great visions of God” he felt he was having.

He asked me for confirmation, saying,
“Are these wonderous dreams true?”

I replied, “How many goats do you have?”

He looked surprised and said,
“I am speaking of sublime visions
And you ask
About goats!”

And I spoke again saying,
“Yes brother -- how many do you have?”

“Well Hafiz, I have sixty-two.”

“And how many wives?”
Again he looked surprised, then said,
“Four.”

“How many rose bushes in your garden,
How many children,
Are your parents still alive,
Do you feed the birds in winter?”

And to all he answered.

Then I said,
“You asked me if I thought your visions were true,

I would say that they were if they make you become
More human,

More kind to every creature and plant
That you know.”


-Hafiz-

IN NEED OF THE BREATH


My heart
Is an unsent jewel
Upon the tender night
Yearning for its dear old friend
The Moon.

When the Nameless One debuts again
Ten thousand facets of my being unfurl wings
And reveal such a radiance inside
I enter a realm divine—
I too begin to so sweetly cast light,
Like a lamp,
Through the streets of this
World.

My heart is an unset jewel
Upon existence
Waiting for the Friend’s touch.

Tonight
My heart is an unset ruby
Offered bowed and weeping to the Sky.

I am dying in these cold hours
For the resplendent glance of God.

I am dying
Because of a divine remembrance
Of who – I really am.

Hafiz, tonight,
Your soul
Is a brilliant reed instrument

In need of the breath of the
Christ.


-Hafiz-

THE HEART’S CORONATION


The pawn

Always sits stunned,

Chained, unable to move

Beneath God’s magnificent power.

It is essential for the heart’s coronation

Or the pawn to realize

There is nothing but divine movement

In this

World.


-Hafiz-

LOVE IS THE FUNERAL PYRE


Love is
The funeral pyre
Where I have laid my living body.

All the false notions of myself
That once caused fear, pain,

Have turned to ash
As I neared God.

What has risen
From the tangled web of thought and sinew

Now shines with jubilation
Through the eyes of angels

And screams from the guts of
Infinite existence
Itself.

Love is the funeral pyre
Where the heart must lay
Its body.


-Hafiz-