What was in that candle's light
that opened and consumed me so quickly?
Come back, my friend.
The form of our love is not a created form.
Nothing can help me but that beauty.
There was a dawn I remember when my soul
heard something from your soul.
I drank water from your spring,
and felt the current take me.
Rumi
2 comments:
Come back, my friend--we each have more to give, more to take...we need more! Always more! (Sounds like an alkie, to me...hey it IS me!)
Yeah Rumi is good stuff. Not a Romantic--I, but well...maybe sort of. My cello-playing wife introduced me to the "Songs of Bilitis" in 1958. 'Growing up' with Pierre Louys--maybe that's why I believe there's always more...
Sadly, the cellist died. I looked for a long time to find a replacement to play with me the Mozart Duo in G. Although I found many capable musicians, none were "Liz" (real name!) Just realized--Calli, I should not be writing this stuff on a comment. Sorry, got carried away in memories!
Steve E.
Rumi says it so well, so beautifully, and a gorgeous photo too, Katie
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