Don’t hide the candle
of your clarity. Stand up and burn
through the night, my prince.
Without your light
a great lion is held captive by a rabbit!
-Rumi, One Who Wraps Himself
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
– The Guest House, Rumi
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The Wit Continuum
Painting by Rothko
The Least Figure
I tried to think of some way to let my face become yours. “Could I whisper in your ear the dream I’ve had? You’re the only one I’ve told this to.” You tilt you’re head, laughing, as if, “I know the trick you’re hatching, but go ahead.”
I am an image you stitch with gold thread on tapestry, the least figure, a playful addition.
But nothing you work on is dull.
I am part of the beauty.
No better love than love with no object,
no more satisfying work than work with no purpose.
If you could give up tricks and cleverness,
that would be the cleverest trick!