Friday, December 16, 2011

Poem: Rumi, an Indian mystic

Come, come whoever you are!
Wanderer, worshiper, lover of learning.
Come, come this is not a caravan of despair.
It doesn't matter if you've broken your vow
A thousand times, still and yet again.
Come!


and

I have not more words.
Let the soul speak with the silent
articulation of a Face.