Wednesday, September 17, 2014

In a Tree House

I'm sorry it's been a while; eventually I'll start posting again. In the meantime, I thought I'd share with you a few old, old poems by other people.

This one by the great Hafez (1326–1390) has meant a lot to me ever since I came across it a few months ago. Some nights I read it before I go to sleep. 

Enjoy along with this lovely song by the lovely Azam Ali (just click and it'll play in another window): Noor (The Light in My Eyes).

Bristlecone Pine

will someday split you open
even if your life is now a cage.
For a divine seed, 
the crown of destiny,
is hidden and sown 
on an ancient fertile plain
you hold the title to.

Love will surely bust you wide open
into an unfettered blooming new galaxy
even if your mind is now
a spoiled mule.

A life-giving radiance will come;
the Friend’s gratuity will come––

O look again within yourself,
for I know you were once the elegant host
to all the marvels in creation.

From a sacred crevice in your body
a bow rises each night
and shoots your soul into God.

Behold the Beautiful Drunk Singing One
from the lunar vantage point of love––

He is conducting the affairs
of the whole universe

While throwing wild parties
in a tree house
on a limb in your heart.