I am in your garden
beneath a tree that grants every wish.
I am so full of fire
that I dance without music.
I am a shadow
forever dancing with the sunlight –
At times I lie on the ground,
At times I stand on my head.
At times I am short,
At times I am long.
Don't try to find love
By leaning on the cane of the intellect;
that cane is nothing
but a blind man's stick.
One sign from you is all I want;
One "yes" from you
and my soul will be free.
I am not from this place.
I am a stranger here,
Walking blindly,
Hoping you will come and show me
where to take my next step.
... Jalalludin Rumi
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Sublime...
Salam...
'Don't try to find love
By leaning on the cane of the intellect;
that cane is nothing
but a blind man's stick.
One sign from you is all I want;
One "yes" from you
and my soul will be free.'
I can't help but read soo much into these lines...
Appeals to the romantic and the realist in me...oxymoronic i know...
Oh dear. It must be the hot weather. Has this got to do with the diamond back in Ghooseland? I am still in the cybertron. Hoping to transform into megabots to fight the decepticon within.
Like Rumi..... I am waiting to be led... where to take my next step.
Stay with the Force. hehe. Panas.
Such beautiful writing. Thanks for sharing it. The last stanza somewhat appeals to me.
Indeed ...
I am not from this place.
I am a stranger here,
Walking blindly,
Hoping you will come and show me
where to take my next step.
It not about romanticism 'baby' it abt anti-romanticism.
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