poetry

Rumi stirs between my fingers

dancing on the edge of the flame on my candle lit tonight

gracefully

truthfully

open-harted

“You are the sky my spirit circles in, the love inside love, the resurrection place.

Let this window be your ear. I have lost consciousness many times with longing for your silence, and your life-quickening smile…

You give attention to the smallest matters, my suspicious doubts, and the greatest…

I know these dancers,

Day and night I sing their songs in this phenomenal cage…

But what can stay hidden?

Love’s secret is always lifting its heas, out from under the covers,

“Here I am!””

-Rumi (pieces of “I have Five Things to Say”)