Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Whatever gives pleasure

Whatever gives pleasure
is the fragrance of the Friend.
Whatever makes us wonder
comes from that light.

What is inside the ground
begins to sprout
because you spilled wine there.

What dies in autumn comes up in spring,
because this way of saying no
becomes in spring your praise-song, yes.


1 comment:

gadmin said...

Thanks for your inspiring post !

I have taken Rumi words to my blog.


Thanks as always.