Sunday, October 22, 2006

Sunday Night Poetry

When it's cold and raining,
you are more beautiful.

And the snow brings me
even closer to your lips.

The Inner Secret~
that which was never born~
You are that freshness,
and I am with you now.

I can't explain the goings,
or the comings.
You enter suddenly,
and I am nowhere again.
Inside the majesty.

Jelaluddin Rumi
Born 1207
Scholar and teacher who attained spiritual enlightenment,
and transformed into an artist, writing ecstatic poetry.

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