Ruminating On Rumi

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

~ M. Rumi

Monday, November 24, 2014

Coming Full Circle

Memorized in flesh; etched in bone.
When does a sad heart turn to stone.
Whispered yearnings, unspoken fears.
Clever weeps its angry tears
Voices speak yet ears don't hear. 

--ON this go round
This day on earth
Sad beginnings


A backass birth. 


There is a time for letting go. 
Winter's heart, cold, hard like frozen snow
Bitter, breaks and does not know 
With spring's tentative revealing 
Warm salve of light begins the healing.

When an arrow strikes the mark
Ignites the flame that wisdom starts
Love overflows and soon reveals
This is where ALL this heals.