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Post by noname » Mon Jan 30, 2006 8:43 am

What is this precious love and laughter in our hearts?

It is the sound of a soul waking up.

Hafiz

Duck, Duck, Duck, Duck..... GOOSE

The Ocean Duck

You're a wild Ocean-Duck
that has been raised with chickens!

Your true mother lived on the Ocean,
but your nurse was a domestic land-bird

Your deepest soul-instincts are toward the Ocean.
Whatever land-moves you have
you learned from your nurse, the hen.
It's time now to join the ducks!

Your nurse will warn you about saltwater,
but don't listen! The Ocean's your home,
not that stinking henhouse.

You are a King, a son of Adam, who can tread water,
as well as the ground. Angel's don't walk the earth,
and animals don't swim in the spiritual Ocean.

You're a man or a woman.
You do both. You stumble along, and you soar
in great circles throught the sky.

We are waterbirds, my son.
The Ocean knows our language and hears us,
and replies. The sea is our solomon.

Walk into that, and let the David-Water
make us lovely chain-mail with its ripples.

The Ocean is always around us, but sometimes
through vanity and forgetfulness we get seasick.

As thunder sometimes gives a thirsty man
a headache, when he forgets it's bringing rain.
He keeps hoping for something from the dry creek-bed.
Don't look to secondary causes!

Once an ascetic lived far out in the desert,
and pilgrims would come to marvel at him.

Enraptured, he stood on sand hot enough
to make water boil, yet in the desert wind
he was cool and moist
as though in a freshly watered garden.

His bare feet seemed wrapped in silk
and his body in a breeze.

The pilgrims waited. Finally he came back
from his absorbed state to be one of them,
very bright and alive.

Water was trickling
from his face and garments
as though from ablutions.

"Where did it come from?"
they asked. He pointed upwards.

"But does it come
whenever you want it to? With no well and no rope!
Tell us more about this."

The ascetic prayed,
"Answer these pilgrims questions, You Who
brought space into view from non-spatiality.
Let these pilgrams see where their sustaining
come from."

In the middle of that a cloud appeared,
a big elephant of a cloud,
that began to spray down trunkfuls
of rainwater, flooding the ditches and hollows.

The pilgrams opened their waterskins
and let them be filled.

One group immediately cut the cords of doubt
and were freed.

Another group let their faith
begin to grow slowly.

And a third segment
of pilgrims were sour and skeptical
before they came, and sour and skeptical
afterwards.

And that's the end of that story!

(Mathnawi,II 3766-3810)

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Post by be-lank » Mon Jan 30, 2006 7:16 pm

noname- you have my noname.

"Say I Am You!"

Hafiz, Rumi- welcome to the Tavern my dear, dear friend!

DElighted!

And very Grateful.

The poem was a new lovely flower for me.

Let's sniff a few more- Fields!

Ya-hoo

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Post by be-lank » Mon Jan 30, 2006 7:53 pm

One Whisper of the Beloved

Lovers share a sacred decree –
to seek the Beloved.
They roll head over heels,
rushing toward the Beautiful One
like a torrent of water.

In truth, everyone is a shadow of the Beloved –
Our seeking is His seeking,
Our words are His words.

At times we flow toward the Beloved
like a dancing stream.
At times we are still water
held in His pitcher.
At times we boil in a pot
turning to vapor –
that is the job of the Beloved.

He breathes into my ear
until my soul
takes on His fragrance.
He is the soul of my soul –
How can I escape?

But why would any soul in this world
want to escape from the Beloved?

He will melt your pride
making you thin as a strand of hair,
Yet do not trade, even for both worlds,
One strand of His hair.

We search for Him here and there
while looking right at Him.
Sitting by His side we ask,
"O Beloved, where is the Beloved?"

Enough with such questions! –
Let silence take you to the core of life.

All your talk is worthless
When compared to one whisper
of the Beloved.

Rumi

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Post by noname » Tue Jan 31, 2006 1:50 am

Master, I have missed you.

Just sit there right now
don't do a thing
just rest

for your separation from God,
from love,
is the hardest work
in this world

let me bring you trays of food
and something that you
like to drink

you can use my soft words
as a cushion
for your head

Hafiz

Thought is a vibration that attracts and emotion is the amplifier.

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Post by be-lank » Tue Jan 31, 2006 5:33 am

I would love to kiss you.
The price of kissing is your life.
Now my loving is running toward my life shouting,
What a bargain, let's buy it!

Rumi

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Post by noname » Thu Feb 02, 2006 2:04 am

I Am
and
I Am Not

I'm drenched
in the flood
which has yet to come

I'm tied up in the prison
which has yet to exist

Not having played the game of chess
I'm already the checkmate

Not having tasted
a single cup of your wine
I'm already drunk

Not having entered
the battlefield
I'm already wounded and slain

I no longer
know the difference
between image and reality

Like the shadow
I am
and
I am not

Rumi

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Post by be-lank » Thu Feb 02, 2006 4:43 am

Dear Noname,

You are knocking my socks off! Where DID you come from??

I'll bet anything it was from some paradise. I bet you were a wild, love child- full of laughter and spunk and life! I can't imagine you having a tidy room!

It is a Pleasure having you here.

(One big, happy family!)

Your Rumi poem was both deep and very beautiful.

Thank-you for sharing it.
:D

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Post by noname » Fri Feb 03, 2006 4:57 pm

Dearest Be-lank

Right you are, my room, my hair as well as my clothes were and at times still are quite untidy.

From one wild child/woman to another.



When a Madman smiles at You

Galen, the great physician, asked one of his assistants
to give him a certain medicine.

"Master, that medicine is for crazy people!
You're far from needing that!"

Galen: "Yesterday a madman turned and smiled at me,
did his eyebrows up and down, and touched my sleeve.
He wouldn't have done that if he hadn't recognized
in me someone congential."

Anyone that feels drawn,
for however short a time, to anyone else,
those two share a common consciousness.

It's only in the grave that unlike beings associate.
A wise man once remarked, "I saw a crow and a
stork flying together, and I couldn't understand it,
until I investigated and found what they shared.
They were both lame."

There's a reason why the beetle leaves the rose
garden. He can't stand
all that loveliness.

He wants to live in rotten dung,
not with the nightingales and flowers.
Watch who avoids you.
That too, reveals your inner qualities.

The mark of eternity in Adam was not only
that the angels bowed to him,
but that Satan wouldn't.

(Mathnawi, II, 2095-2105, 2112-2123)

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Post by heidi » Fri Feb 03, 2006 6:30 pm

Just because I'm not saying anything doesn't mean I'm not really enjoying these posts - (non) dualing poets!
Thanks for spreading all this beauty around. :)
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Post by dancer » Fri Feb 03, 2006 9:13 pm

Noname wrote:
Right you are, my room, my hair as well as my clothes were and at times still are quite untidy.

From one wild child/woman to another.



When a Madman smiles at You

A wild woman eh?

Noname, I'm smiling at you! :)
:)

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Post by spatialbean » Fri Feb 03, 2006 9:50 pm

Marrying Lisa and flirting with noname...where's mine? 8)

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Post by dancer » Sat Feb 04, 2006 6:34 am

Hi Claudia,

Marrying Lisa and flirting with noname...where's mine?
Would you like to cuddle on my keyboard?
:)

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Post by spatialbean » Sat Feb 04, 2006 6:39 am

:shock:

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Post by dancer » Sat Feb 04, 2006 6:48 am

Claudia,
You're repeating yourself. Snap out of it girl! :lol:
:)

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Post by dancer » Sat Feb 04, 2006 6:54 am

Uh oh, I think I made a boo-boo.

The "please don't misinterpret" phrase is a little blurb you have for all your posts right? Sorry about that Claudia. So, anywho, wacha doin' tomorrow night there gal? Wanna go for a nice drive in the country or take in the sights of the city?
:)

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