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More Rumi Poems
Inside this new love, die.
Your way begins on the other side.
Become the sky.
Take an axe to the prison wall.
Walk out like someone suddenly born into color.
Do it now.
You're covered with thick cloud.
Slide out the side. Die,
and be quiet. Quietness is the surest sign
that you've died.
Your old life was a frantic funning
The speechless full moon
comes out now.
...Ordinary eyes categorize
human beings, That one is a Zoroastrian.
This one, Muslim.
Walk instead with the other vision given you,
your first eyes. Don't squint,
and don't stare blankly like a vulture.
Those who love fire fall in the fire.
A fly slips from the edge into the whey.
If you are in love with the infinite,
why grieve over earth washing away in the rain?
Bow to the essence in a human being.
A desert drinks war-blood,
but if it knew this secret,
springs would rise, rose gardens.
Don't be content with judging people good and bad.
Grow out of that..
...I have a thirsty fish in me that can never find enough
of what it's thirsty for!
Show me the way to the ocean!
Break these half-measures,
these small containers.
All this fantasy
Let my house be drowned in the wave
that rose last night out of the courtyard
hidden in the center of my chest...
...I don't want learning, or dignity,
I want this music and this dawn...
The grief-armies assemble,
but I'm not going with them.
This is how it always is when I finish a poem.
A great silence overcomes me,
And I wonder why I ever thought
to use language.
...What hurts you, blesses you.
Darkness is your candle.
Your boundaries are your quest...
You must have shadow and light source both.
Listen, and lay your head under the tree of awe...
The soul lives there in the silent breath...
~more excerpts from Rumi poems