Saturday, July 16, 2011

my soul heard something







.

What was in that candle's light
that opened and consumed me so quickly?

Come back, my friend! The form of our love
is not a created form.

Nothing can help me but that beauty.
There was a dawn I remember

when my soul heard something
from your soul. I drank water

from your spring and felt
the current take me.





~ Rumi
from The Essential Rumi
translation by Coleman Barks


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