Eternity’s Love Song - Carla van Ommen
You came creeping in
like summer breeze
softly, softly, as a feather
brushing lips, eternity’s kiss
this is Grace
I am your servant, here is my place
Hot like fire, glowing embers
of this heart catch light
hot like fire, in your presence
feeling humble, like a giant
this is Life
I am your purpose,
You are my drive.
Sharp like razor blades, my weakness
seems to crucify
gently, gently doubt will vanish
feeling battered, peace is coming
this is Heart
You are the Whole and I am a part.
The Guest House
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
Taken from SELECTED POEMS by Rumi, Translated by Coleman Barks (Penguin Classics, 2004).
Reason (from The Secret Rose Garden)
By Mahmud Shabistari
Let reason go.
For His light
burns reason up from head to foot.
If you wish to see that Face,
seek another eye.
with his two eyes sees double,
so is unable to see the unity of the Truth.
As His light burns up the angels,
even so does it consume reason.
As the light of our eyes is to the sun,
so is the light of reason to the Light of Lights.
English version by Florence Lederer
Original Language Persian/Farsi