Starting the year out with a variety voices from across the spectrum, one of them is Rumi. Loved this today. Wonder what it would sound like hearing his own rhythms in Arabic.
Maybe I’ll just have to go there one day…
I’m so tracking with this…probably more than I wish to. Definitely more than I wish.
Muhammad went to visit a sick friend.
Such kindness brings more kindness,
and there is no knowing the proliferation from there.
The man was about to die.
Muhammad put his face close and kissed him.
His friend began to revive.
Muhammad’s visit re-created him.
He began to feel grateful for an illness
that brought such light.
And also for the backpain
that wakes him in the night.
No need to snore away like a buffalo
when this wonder is walking in the world. (Love/hate this line!)
There are values in pain that are difficult
to see without the presence of a guest.
Don’t complain about autumn.
Walk with grief like a good friend.
Listen to what he says.
Sometimes the cold and dark of a cave
give the opening we most want.