Wednesday, November 13, 2024

Ed Crowley - In Rumi’s field


 People often 
ask me where
I live and what’s 
the name of my 
hometown road
I smile 
as I tell them 
it’s nowhere 
Yet 
it’s everywhere 
and it’s simply 
my humble abode 
I’m the 
Unknown Wanderer 
and hence 
I simply wander 
then I pivot 
Awareness around 
Into the stillness 
of the Silence 
as I lay my soul 
down in Rumi’s field 
Where the 
Beloved Ones 
teachings are revealed 
If you want to know 
where I call home at 
the end of the day 
look up at the stars 
It’s beyond your vision 
but if you look 
long enough you’ll 
sense me there
spinning like a Sufi 
in the boundless 
galaxy 
of the Milky Way 
But you can find me 
if you simply look 
within your heart 
That’s where I’ve 
always been right 
from the start 








Knock,
And He'll
open the door
Vanish,
And He'll
make you shine
like the sun
Fall,
And He'll
raise you to
the heavens
Become nothing,
And He'll turn you
into Everything.
Jalal Ad-Din Rumi


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