Rumis poems have a profound influence on me. One of these days I may even begin to understand why. Perhaps creativty reaches and touches the innermost core of our being….places where simple words cannot reach….I can experience Rumi’s throes of passion in
Liberate my soul.
Fill me with your love and
Release me from the two worlds.
If I set my heart on anything but you
Let fire burn me from inside.
Take away what I want.
Take away what I do.
Take away what I need.
Take away everything
That takes me away from you
and my response to Rumi, and my beloved, is
There is a deepening within me.
It has nothing to do with you.
The ground opened up through which I fell,
But was hugged closer to the bosom of my mother.
It has nothing to do with you and
I tread moments in the solitude of a prayer that brings forth the comfort of divinity in chance encounters like ours.
Ecstasy, anger, anguish, sorrow and pain, like rainbows reflected from droplets of mercurial melt,
Exist elsewhere in the universe.
They have nothing to do with me.
Winds are aligned in my direction.
Fate consults with me.
Amor wants me home for dinner each night.
Redwoods whisper silences into my ears which makes Maples turn green.
Its hard to remain untouched.
Its hard to remain untouched by beauty of being,
Even if that beauty has nothing to do with you.
(Inner Gold, 2009)