The small ruby everyone wants

By ostii, on July 24th, 2009%

The small ruby everyone wants has fallen out on the road.

Some think it is East of us, others West of us.

Some say among primitive earth rocks;

Others, in the deep waters.

Kabir’s instinct told him it was inside,

And what it was worth -

& he wrapped it up carefully in his . . . → Read More: The small ruby everyone wants

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I Was Dead

By ostii, on July 16th, 2009%

i was dead
i came alive
i was tears
i became laughter

all because of love
when it arrived
my temporal life
from then on
changed to eternal

love said to me
you are not
crazy enough
you don’t
fit this house

i went and
became crazy
crazy enough
to be in chains

love said
you are not
intoxicated enough
you don’t
fit the group

i went and
got drunk
drunk enough
to overflow
with light-headedness

love said
you are still
too clever
filled with
imagination and skepticism

i . . . → Read More: I Was Dead

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the knower of the mystery of sound

By ostii, on April 3rd, 2009%

“The Knower of the mystery of sound knows the mystery of the whole Universe…”
-Hazrat Inayat Khan, . . . → Read More: the knower of the mystery of sound

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The Guest House – Rumi

By ostii, on February 8th, 2009%

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.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out for some new delight.

The dark thought, the . . . → Read More: The Guest House – Rumi

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Cast all Your Votes for Dancing

By ostii, on June 2nd, 2008%

What better way to start this blog than with my favourite poem by the 14th century sufi mystic Hafiz (or Hafez).

I am particularly fond of the verse:

Learn to recognize the counterfeit coins
That may buy you just a moment of pleasure,
But then drag you for days
Like a broken man
Behind a farting camel.

The poem was introduced . . . → Read More: Cast all Your Votes for Dancing

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