Friday, March 27, 2009

030


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A Wished-For Song

You are song, a wished-for song.
Go through the ear to the center,
where sky is, where wind,
where silent knowing.

Put seeds and cover them.
Blades will sprout
where you do your work.

A Year With Rumi by Coleman Barks

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Yes, this is definitely a favorite of mine. Love the Butterfly and flower with it.

It's beautiful, the words, that words don't do justice.

Deb

FastDart said...

I sense something beyond words when I read Rumi and beyond vision when I close my eyes and see.