The stars come up spinning…

The stars come up spinning
every night, bewildered in love.
They’d grow tired
with that revolving, if they weren’t .
They’d say,
“How long do we have to do this!”

God picks up the reed-flute world and blows.
Each note is a need coming through one of us,
a passion, a longing-pain.

Remember the lips
where the wind-breath originated,
and let your note be clear.
Don’t try to end it.
Be your note.
I’ll show you how it’s enough.

Go up on the roof at night
in this city of the soul.

Let everyone climb on their roofs
and sing their notes!

Sing loud!

–from EACH NOTE by Rumi

Photo sources: Stars – digital art by Phantom-Seraph
Lips  by Ryan Love Lace Photo


2 Responses to “The stars come up spinning…”

  1. Sarcastic Bastard Says:

    Beautiful! Have a great week, Jenn.

    Love you.


  2. Kiss Story

    Last night
    I was outside dancing.
    They thought I’d caught
    The Happy Virus
    It’s very contagious
    See? Kiss me!

    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.

    Each breath of laughter
    Meets at the lips
    When Love Speaks
    A kiss might answer!


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