Saturday, April 28, 2018

Rumi - A lover of God

Last night I learned how to be a lover of God:
To live in this world and call nothing my own.
I looked inward,
and the beauty of my own emptiness
filled me till dawn.
It enveloped me like a mine of rubies.
Its hue clothed me in red silk.
Within the cavern of my soul
I heard the voice of a lover crying,
“Drink now! Drink now!”
I took a sip and saw the vast ocean
wave upon wave caressed my soul.
The lovers of God dance around
And the circle of their steps
becomes a ring of fire round my neck.
Heaven calls me with its rain and thunder
a hundred thousand cries
yet I cannot hear....
All I hear is the Call of Lord, my Beloved.

art Rassouli 

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