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Month: March 2020

Bitter Grapes (3/29/2020)

Posted on March 29, 2020March 20, 2020 by Millicent
Bitter Grapes

O my soul, they found a way to make sugar out of sugarcane.

They learned how to weave silk from the matter of mulberry leaves.

Be patient.

Bitter grapes become halva with time.

*halva  Sweetmeats.

Rubailer (2016), Rubai #2, page 157.

Posted in Gazel (longer poem), Rumi Poetry Tagged Patience, Suffering

The Soul Keeps Flying (3/22/2020)

Posted on March 22, 2020March 20, 2020 by Millicent
The Soul Keeps Flying (3/22/2020)

Come soon, so we can throw off the mantle of our body

and, in that moment, demolish and flatten the house of our existence. Continue reading “The Soul Keeps Flying (3/22/2020)” →

Posted in Gazel (longer poem), Rumi Poetry Tagged Annihilation, Body, Soul, Suffering

Existence is a Means to Reach Absence (3/15/2020)

Posted on March 15, 2020March 14, 2020 by Millicent
Fate is a Means to Reach Absence (3/15/2020)

Fate is not a slave

to our opinions, our thinking, our petty desires.

Existence is a means to reach Absence.

Our nanny is behind the curtain.

In fact, we are not here. What you see is merely our shadow.

Rubailer (2016), Page 130, Rubai #3.

Posted in quatrain (rubai), Rumi Poetry Tagged Absence, Existence, Fate

A Sign Has Appeared from Love (3/8/2020)

Posted on March 8, 2020March 7, 2020 by Millicent
A Sign Has Appeared from Love (3/8/2020)

Just now, ruby-colored tears have started seeping from my eyes.

A sign has appeared from Love, yet a trace of Love’s dust never appears. Continue reading “A Sign Has Appeared from Love (3/8/2020)” →

Posted in Gazel (longer poem), Rumi Poetry Tagged Absence, Beloved, Essence, Heart, Lover, Silence, Soul, Veil

The Sound of the Key (3/1/2020)

Posted on March 1, 2020February 28, 2020 by Millicent
The Sound of the Key (3/1/2020)

I am a mountain. I am echoing the Beloved.

I am a painting. That Beauty is my painter.

Do you think all these words I say belong to me?

No. They are the sound of the key turning in the lock.

Rubailer (2016), Rubai #1, page 128.

Posted in quatrain (rubai), Rumi Poetry Tagged Beloved, Ecstasy, Secret

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