Monday, March 31, 2014

whoever brought me here.....



all day I think about it, then at night I say it.

where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
my soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that,
and I intend to end up there.
this drunkenness began in some other tavern.
when I get back around to that place,
I'll be completely sober. Meanwhile,
I'm like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.

the day is coming when I fly off,
but who is it now in my ear who hears my voice?
who says words with my mouth?
who looks out with my eyes?
what is the soul?

I cannot stop asking.
if I could taste one sip of an answer,
I could break out of this prison for drunks
I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way.
whoever brought me here, will have to take me home.

this poetry. I never know what I'm going to say.
I don't plan it.
when I'm outside the saying of it,
I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.

Rumi


All day I think about it, then at night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that,
and I intend to end up there.
This drunkenness began in some other tavern.
When I get back around to that place,
I'll be completely sober. Meanwhile,
I'm like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.
The day is coming when I fly off,
but who is it now in my ear who hears my voice?
Who says words with my mouth?
Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul?
I cannot stop asking.
If I could taste one sip of an answer,
I could break out of this prison for drunks.
I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way.
Whoever brought me here, will have to take me home.
This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say.
I don't plan it.
When I'm outside the saying of it,
I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.
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she bahar shod.....


when you wake up laughing...


the soul.....of the soul... of the soul.....









































I am not this hair...
I am not this skin....
I am the soul...
that lives within
                 -Rumi