Friday, December 30, 2011

desire-weeds






The way the soul is with the senses
and the mind, is like a creek.
When desire-weeds grow thick,
your intelligence cannot flow,
and soul-creatures stay hidden.
But sometimes a flooding comes
that runs so strong
it clears the clogged stream,
as though with God’s hand.
No longer weeping and frustrated,
your being grows as powerful
as your wantings were before.
Laughing and satisfied,
that masterful current
lets soul-creatures appear.
You look down,
and it’s lucid dreaming.
The gates made of light
swing open. You see in.




~ Rumi
from A Year with Rumi
translation by Coleman Barks
photo by ansel adams





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