If you surrender yourself to your Essence,
The whole world surrenders to you.
Everyday spent in separation seems as long as a year
But when you come out of separation
Where does the day go?
And what becomes of the night?
On this pilgrimage, removing the dress
Of your existence;
Is the cloak you must wear.
But who will be able to comply
With the conditions of this cloak?
Village and towns near and far,
The changing seasons,
Are all on this side of the sea.
But on the other side, where is the town?
Where are the seasons?
Man's mind and reason have created,
The cold loneliness of separation.
But when he warms up with that wine,
Where is the mind?
And what becomes of reason?
A bird in the cage
is under some one else's control
But when it breaks the cage and flies away
What becomes of the control?
Where even is the bird?
When the mind is confined to the head,
It tempts the body to commit sins
But when the mind of minds explodes open,
Where are the sins now?
Where is the body?
If you drink,
Go swaying to the land of secrets
Without your feet.
If you are already drunk, then come as you are
Where has your mind gone?
And where is the need to be something
You are not?
Rumi.
"The Forbidden Rumi"
Translation & Commentary by Nevit O. Ergin and Will Jhonson
Image Courtesy timeoutofmind.com
4 comments:
I know it's sort of a cliched response to the title, but the first thing that came across my mind was Nirvana! If you haven't heard it, you should. it's poetry!
Probably I went too far with stating it as poetry, but it amde sense during college dope-filled days!
Nirvana makes more sense sans dope! ;)
Well, you are talking of the likes of you ( and that's in a very god sense ofcourse). Me always needed that catalyst!
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