The One

The One

Poet of my heart
Singer of my song
Lover of my sunny days
And every night so long

Dancer of my sweetheart waltz
Musician of the tune
That makes each step so feather light
It floats me to the moon

Embracer of my wanton needs
Kisser of my lips
Toucher of my silken form
With your fevered fingertips

Ravisher of my body
Satisfier of my soul
Alchemist that turns my tin
Into solid gold

Sweetest taste upon my mouth
Wine of which I never tire
Food of love that fills me up
Match that lights my fire

Smiling eyes that mesmerize
Hands that hold me close
My man, my prince, my everything
My mortal and my ghost

No words have I to further describe
My daylight, midnight Sun
In this world of men, unknown and known
You are the One, the only One.

©by Voo
Oct 25, 2019
2:50 p.m.

The Beauty, Romance and Wisdom of RUMI

                       

This we have now

is not imagination.

This is not

grief or joy.

Not a judging state,

or an elation,

or sadness.

Those come and go.

This is the presence that doesn't. 

 Rumi

A moment of happiness,
you and I sitting on the verandah,
apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.
We feel the flowing water of life here,
you and I, with the garden's beauty
and the birds singing.
The stars will be watching us,
and we will show them
what it is to be a thin crescent moon.
You and I unselfed, will be together,
indifferent to idle speculation, you and I.
The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar
as we laugh together, you and I.
In one form upon this earth,
and in another form in a timeless sweet land. 

 Rumi

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 went and
became gullible
and in fright
pulled away
from it all

love said
you are a candle
attracting everyone
gathering every one
around you
i am no more
a candle spreading light
i gather no more crowd
and like smoke
i am all scattered now

love said
you are a teacher
you are a head
and for everyone
you are a leader
i am no more
not a teacher
not a leader
just a servant
to your wishes

love said
you already have
your own wings
i will not give you
more feathers
and then my heart
pulled itself apart
and filled to the brim
with a new light

overflowed with fresh life.
now even the heavens
are thankful that
because of love
i have become
the giver of light 


 Rumi

There's courage involved if you want

to become truth.

There is a broken- open place in a lover.

Where are those qualities of bravery and

sharp compassion in this group? What's the

use of old and frozen thought?

I want a howling hurt. This is not a treasury

where gold is stored; this is for copper.

We alchemists look for talent that

can heat up and change.

Lukewarm won't do. Halfhearted holding back,

 well-enough getting by? Not here. 

 Rumi

A lover asked his beloved

Do you love yourself more

than you love me?

The beloved replied,

I have died to myself

and I live for you.

I've disappeared from myself

and my attributes.

I am present only for you.

I have forgotten all my learning,

but from knowing you

I have become a scholar.

I have lost all my strength,

but from your power

I am able.

If I love myself

I love you.

If I love you

I love myself. 

 Rumi

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Looking For Your Face 
Rûmi

From the beginning of my life
I have been looking for your face
but today I have seen it

Today I have seen
the charm, the beauty,
the unfathomable grace
of the face
that I was looking for

Today I have found you
and those who laughed
and scorned me yesterday
are sorry that they were not looking
as I did

I am bewildered by the magnificence
of your beauty
and wish to see you
with a hundred eyes

My heart has burned with passion
and has searched forever
for this wondrous beauty
that I now behold

I am ashamed
to call this love human
and afraid of God
to call it divine

Your fragrant breath
like the morning breeze
has come to the stillness of the garden
You have breathed new life into me
I have become your sunshine
and also your shadow

My soul is screaming in ecstacy
Every fiber of my being
is in love with you

Your efflugence
has lit a fire in my heart
And you have made radiant
for me
the earth and sky

My arrow of love
has arrived at the target
I am in the house of mercy
and my heart
is a place of prayer

Tamally Ma'ak