a beautiful walk inside you ~Rumi

Why Poetry?

Through this blood veil

the lover sees a beautiful walk.

Reason says, There are only six

directions: north, east, south, west,

up, and down.  There is no way

out of those limits.

Love says, But I have

many times escaped.

Reason comes to a marketplace

and begins haggling prices.

Love wanders away with other

business to transact, something

to do with incomparable beauty.

There are secret things happening.

Hallaj listens to whispers and walks off the speaker’s

platform onto a scaffold.

Dreg-drinkers have love perceptions

that reasonable men fiercely deny.

They say, we cannot go barefooted

in that courtyard. There is nothing but

thorns through there.

Love answers, The thorns are inside you.

Be silent, and pull what hurts

out of your loving’s foot.

Then you will see gardens

with secluded rose bowers,

and they will all be inside you.

Shams is the sun

obscured by this cloud of words.

Maybe he will burn the overcast off

and let love clear and brighten.