From the Breath of Love (12/13/2020)

From the Breath of Love (12/13/2020)

I come slowly like water under straw

and carry away the mountain as if it were a piece of straw.

 

I drip from the gutter, drop by drop.

But, like a flood, I pick up and carry away hundreds of palaces. Continue reading “From the Breath of Love (12/13/2020)”

Do You Want to Know…(12/6/2020)

Do You Want to Know…(12/6/2020)

Do you want to know about separation?

That is the road for lovers.

A fish’s life depends on the sea.

He desires the sea whenever he is separated from it.

People usually desire the sun,

although sometimes they do desire a shadow.

A soul is the particle which never desires a shadow.

Rubailer (2016), Rubai #4, page 131.