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Untitled (?) Rumi Poem

I'm responsible for posting Wednesday's dailyrumi every week. Today I chose this poem. I'm cross posting it here because it really fits my mood tonight.

i was ready to tell
the story of my life
but the ripple of tears
and the agony of my heart
wouldn't let me

i began to stutter
saying a word here and there
and all along i felt
as tender as a crystal
ready to be shattered

in this stormy sea
we call life
all the big ships
come apart
board by board

how can i survive
riding a lonely
little boat
with no oars
and no arms

my boat did finally break
by the waves
and i broke free
as i tied myself
to a single board

though the panic is gone
i am now offended
why should i be so helpless
rising with one wave
and falling with the next

i don't know
if i am
while i exist
but i know for sure
when i am
i am not
when i am not
then i am

now how can i be
a skeptic
about the
resurrection and
coming to life again

since in this world
i have many times
like my own imagination
died and
been born again

that is why
after a long agonizing life
as a hunter
i finally let go and got
hunted down and became free

~Rumi, Ghazal 1419 Translated by Nader Khalili


Jun. 2nd, 2006 02:30 pm (UTC)
smiles warmly
how can i survive
riding a lonely
little boat
with no oars
and no arms

Because your inner strength, courage and beauty carry you as a strong current along your path. Your brilliant light is the sail to harness the wind. The roots of your beliefs are your tiller. Sail on Sister!

Look Ma! No hands!
Jun. 2nd, 2006 03:48 pm (UTC)
Re: smiles warmly

lanternlady is always brilliant. :P