I know not from what distant time
thou art ever coming nearer to meet me.
Thy sun and stars can never
keep thee hidden from me for aye.
In many a morning and eve
thy footsteps have been heard
and thy messenger has come
within my heart
and called me in secret.
I know not only why today
my life is all astir,
and a feeling of tremulous joy
is passing through my heart.
It is as if the time were come
to wind up my work,
and I feel in the air a faint smell
of thy sweet presence.
The song offering
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land
And on the strangest sea,
Yet never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
Those tender words we said to one another
Are stored in the secret vault of heaven:
One day like rain, they will fall and spread,
And our mystery will grow green over the world.
~Mowlana Jalal al-Din Rumi
en búsqueda del paraíso perdido
emprendemos nuestro viaje...
pero no lo encontraremos
hasta buscarlo por dentro de nosotros...
conectamos con las raíces de un pasado extraño,
sin embargo tan conocido y cercano...
conectamos con un futuro
que se nos transmite lentamente
ya que está escondido en una luz
que primeramente nos ciega los ojos,
dejandonos sostenidos en el aire...
sin recordar el pasado, solos con nuestros miedos...
pero sientes que alguien de toca el alma
y sabes, que puedes seguir caminando...
en busca de la tierra desconocida.
REVEALING THE ETERNAL
A tree says:
A kernel is hidden in me, a spark,
a thought, I am life from eternal life.
The attempt and the risk that
the eternal mother
took with me is unique, unique the form
and veins of my skin,
unique the smallest play of leaves in my branches
and the smallest scar on my bark.
I was made to form and reveal
the eternal in my smallest special detail.
~ Hermann Hesse
WINGED ENERGY OF DELIGHT
As once the winged energy of delight
carried you over childhood’s dark abysses,
now beyond your own life build the great
arch of unimagined bridges.
Wonders happen if we can succeed
in passing through the harshest danger;
but only in a bright and purely granted
achievement can we realize the wonder.
To work with things in the indescribable
relationship is not too hard for us;
the pattern grows more intricate and subtle,
and being swept along is not enough.
Take your practiced powers and stretch them out
until they span the chasm between two
contradictions… For the god
wants to know himself in you.
~Rainer Maria Rilke
Since we live where everything is music,
everything is dancing.
Watch the dust grains moving
in the light near the window.
Their dance is our dance.
We rarely hear the inward music,
but we're all dancing to it nevertheless,
directed by the one who teaches us,
the pure joy of the sun,
our music master*
* Dschalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
UNFOLD YOUR OWN MYTH
Who gets up early to discover the moment light begins?
Who finds us here circling, bewildered, like atoms?
Who, like Jacob blind with grief and age,
smells the shirt of his lost son
and can see again?
Who lets a bucket down and brings up
a flowing prophet? Or like Moses goes for fire
and finds what burns inside the sunrise?
Jesus slips into a house to escape enemies,
and opens a door to the other world.
Solomon cuts open a fish, and there's a gold ring.
Omar storms in to kill the prophet
and leaves with blessings.
But don't be satisfied with stories, how things
have gone with others. Unfold
your own myth, so everyone will understand
the passage, We have opened you.
Start walking toward Shams. Your legs will get heavy
and tired. Then comes a moment of feeling
the wings you've grown, lifting.
~ Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi