You, You, You

Beloved, You are my cave.
You are the fire of love that consumes me.
The beloved is You; the cave is You.

The Prophet Noah is You; spirit is You.
The conquerer and the conquered.
The chest torn into pieces is You.
The one knocking at the door of the secret is me.

You are the light; You are the celebration.
The protection of those who are protected.
The bird over Mount Sinai is You
The exhausted prey in it’s beak is me.

The drop is You, the ocean is You.
The gift and the wrath are You.
The sugar is You; the poison is You.
Grant me no more pain .

The signs of the sun are You.
The house of Mercury is You.
The path of hope is you.
Grant me the Way.

The day is You, the fasting is You.
The result of my begging is You.
Water is You; the ewer is You.
Give me the water this time.

The grain is You; the trap is You.
the wine bottle is You; the cup is You.
Don’t leave me uncooked.

If this body becomes more refined,
the pathway inside the heart pumps more freely.
Become my path completely, so there will be
so much less for me to say.

Divani Shamsi Tabrizi 37
From: Rumi “Love’s Ripening”
Translated by R Azar and K helminski

About Michaela

I am a wanderer and a wonderer, like you are. I love our journey and to walk in the company of friends – to learn, experience, share, laugh, cry and above all I simply love this marvelous, magical, mysterious life. I have no plan (cannot believe I am saying this) and my only intention is to be truthful to myself and others.
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