Friday, November 11, 2011

Talking Through the Door

Paraphrase from Rumi (largely via Coleman Barks)

You say, Who is at the door?

I say, Your servant.

You say, What do you want?

I say, To see You and bow.

You say, How long will you wait?

I say, Until you call.

We talk through the door. I claim a great love...

You say, Such claims require a witness.

I say, This longing, these tears...

You say, Who did you come with?

I say, This majestic imagination that you gave me...

What is your intention?


What do you want from me?


Where can you live safely...?

In Surrender.

What will this bring you?

A peace that saves us...

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