A Walk in the Sky

Early morning stillness. A stick of incense burns.

An energy churns.

Amidst thousands of hours of sameness, you notice the difference.

Light, open, warm and free.

A bow returned, a mountain stirred.

A gesture of your hand and a smile take all pretense away.

The gentle line of your neck, observed from afar.

Ritual ensues, urgency pursues.

The heart delights, the mind excites.

Turns out this hand is already held. 

Tell me, how can this longing be quelled?


Rumi – on the Fundamental Spiritual Need

There is a candle in your heart,
      ready to be kindled.
There is a void in your soul,
      ready to be filled.
You feel it, don’t you?
You feel the separation
      from the Beloved.
Invite Him to fill you up,
      embrace the fire.
Remind those who tell you otherwise, that
      comes to you of its own accord,
      and the yearning for it
      cannot be learned in any school.