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"Soul, Heart, and Body One Morning" by Rumi

Ther's a morning where presence comes over you,
and you sing like a rooster in you earth-colored shape.

Your heart hears and, no longer frantic, begins
to dance. At that moment soul
reaches total emptiness. Your heart becomes Mary,

miraculously pregnant, and body, like a two-day-old
Jesus says wisdom words. Now the heart
turns to light, and the body picks up the tempo.

Where Shamsi Tabriz walks, the footprints
are musical notes and holes you fall through into space.

From: "Rumi The Book of Love" by Coleman Barks

WE ARE NOW ONE!

We stood together hand in hand in primordial time;
now at last, we are One again.

We are all of One soul, struggling along one path,
and all drunk with the same wine.

From among the two worlds we chose Love alone;
except for that Love, there's nothing we adore.

What bitterness did our souls suffer from separation!
At long last, we are free from separation.

A ray from the Sun came in through an opening
and raised us up in dignity, however low we were.

O Sunlight! Don't withhold Your loving radiance
from us!
Aren't we sitting in the robes of your radiance?

By Your radiance we are transformed into rubies;
it is because of You that we exist.

Dancing like particles before You;
in our yearning for You, we abandon all our chains.

From Divani Shamsi Tabrizi 1761
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Today I received an email that upon first glance felt painful; then I meditated on this poem and realized as I spoke to the soul behind the words of the email that the soul knew I loved her, that we are all One; that in our yearning together for YOU, Lord, we truly abandon all our chains; the chains of all negative emotions are gone in the joy of Your radiance that transforms us "into rubies". Your Love is all that is left as we are "...like gold, tried (proved) by fire". Rev. 3:18. The struggle is almost over! What joy!

Posted By Dean Baylor on 14 Jul 2010 02:39 PM



LET GO OF YOUR WORRIES


Let go of your worries
and be completely clear-hearted,
like the face of a mirror
that contains no images.

If you want a clear mirror,
behold yourself
and see the shameless truth,
which the mirror reflects.

If metal can be polished
to a mirror-like finish,
what polishing might the mirror
of the heart require?

Between the mirror and the heart
is this single difference:
the heart conceals secrets,
while the mirror does not.

-The Divami Shamsi Tabriz, XIII

We Are Now One

We stood together hand in hand in primordial time;
now at last, we are one again.

We are all of one soul struggling along one path,
and all drunk with the same wine.

From among the two worlds we chose Love alone;
except for that Love there's nothing we adore.

What bitterness did our souls suffer from separation!
At long last, we are free from separation.

A ray from the Sun came in through an opening
and raised us up in dignity, however low we were.

O Sunlight! Don't withhold Your loving radiance from us!
Aren't we sitting in the robes of your radiance?

By Your radiance we are transformed into rubies;
it is because of You that we exist.

Dancing like particles before You;
in our yearning for You, we abandon all our chains.

Rumi poem: submitted by Ronald Dubrawsky. This beautiful poem
appealed to me because of its straightforwardness and to the point, where Love is key, the way and the goal, and all else is unreal.

YOU, YOU, YOU

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

The Prophet Noah is You; Spirit is You.
The conqueror and the conquered.
This 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 its beak is me.

The drop is You; the ocean is You.
The gift and the rath 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.
The cooked is You; the raw us You.
Don't leave me uncooked.

If this body becomes more refined,
the pathways inside my heart pump more freely.
Become my path completely, so there will be
so much less for me to say. Divani Shamsi Tabrizi 37

I related to this Rumi poem throughout. The first stanza reminded me of a recent dream of being in a golden temple or beautiful cave and hearing the voice that I associate with the divine. I tie the fifth stanza in with the eight stanza, in the house of mercury, the process of the inner and outer speech, being refined and purified. Through this, all four lower bodies are free, including the pathways inside my heart. God is molding me as I come up higher.

Submitted by Dwinn Dubrawsky