Ruminating On Rumi

As you start to walk out on the way, the way appears.

~ M. Rumi

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Whispers Of The Heart


Whispers Of The Heart
“Which way, which way?”, cries the hungry i 
Be still, breathe, turn in, wait and see
True you waits patiently, invite curiosity
Listen with the inner ear, whispers of the heart
Spoken with a voice no outer ear can hear
Seen with a gaze no eyes can see
The fragrance of the inner I
Heart’s sweet embrace
A wholly holy sigh.