RUMI - THE BIG RED BOOK
Updated: Jul 26, 2019
AN INVISIBLE BEE
Look how desire has changed in you,
how light and colorless it is,
with the world growing new marvels
because of your changing.
Your soul has become an invisible bee.
We don't see it working,
but there's the full honeycomb.
Your body's height, six feet or so,
but your soul rises through nine levels of sky.
Those who do not feel this love pulling them like a river,
those who do not drink dawn like a cup of springwater
or take in sunset like supper,
those who do not want to change,
let them sleep.
This love is beyond the study of theology,
that old trickery and hypocrisy.
YOU SO HIDDEN
You so subtle that you enter silently our souls,
how would it be if you for a time were here on earth?
You so hidden you are hidden from hidden things,
when you enter me, my hiddenness shines like a lantern.
Every tree, every growing thing as it grows,
says this truth, You harvest what you sow.
With life as short as a half-taken breath,
do not plant anything but love.
The value of human being can be measured
by what he or she most deeply wants.
Be free of possessing things.
Sit at an empty table.
Be pleased with water, the taste of being home.
People travel the world looking for the friend,
but that one is always at home.
We are friends with the one who kills us,
who gives us to the ocean waves.
We love this death. Only ignorance would say,
Put it off a while, day after tomorrow.
Do not avoid the knife.
This friend only seems fierce,
bringing your soul more range,
perching your falcon on a cliff of the wind.
Jesus on his cross, Hallaj on his -
those absurd killings hold a secret.
Cautious cynics know what they are doing
every moment and why.
Submit to love without thinking,
as the sun this morning rose recklessly
extinguishing our star-candle minds.