Ruminating On Rumi

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

~ M. Rumi

Saturday, May 26, 2012

Still Standing


Standing in qigong this morning
Joy permeating this very being 
Mind stilling, soft and gentle, 
as a wild animal resting 
behind a decaying fallen tree

All alive and vibrant, 
nurturing and nurtured



Morning sun streams through the french doors, warms hands, torso
Rainbow fairies fly from their crystal home, dance and play 
Gaze out, a vision, the reflection of the window, mind's eye sees only body and hands
Instead bamboo in the garden, flexible yet steady, frames body and replaces head. Inner wisdom.
The Beloved.