- Become the Sky
by Rumi
Inside this new love...die
Your way begins on the other side
Become the sky
Take an axe to the prison wall.
Escape
Walk out like someone suddenly born into color
Do it now
You're covered with thick cloud
Slide out the side.
Die...and be quiet
Quietness is the surest sign
that you've died.
Your old life was a frantic running
from silence.
The speechless full moon
comes out now.
Thank you.
2 comments:
I was the anon that posted the clip to you toujours.
The words I hold close to my heart, and I thought you would appreciate them too.
Sometimes we just need to read, hear and see beautiful things. It reminds us we are still breathing :)
what i like about this particular poem is that it utilizes alot of the language i already use to talk to myself, so it just slipped right in and gave me the jolt i needed.
and i agree -- beauty cuts through the inner noise. i actually put it on my list of divine gifts.
i'm grateful to you for this example of it. :)
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