Thank you Lilie, This is an extraordinarily beautiful image. It carries me right into the land of dreams. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Real Prayer can only be yours when you have staked and gambled yourself away and your essence is pure. Then "a joy of the eyes" are your prayers and no separation remains, for knower and known are one and the same.
Dear Lilie, Thank you. I love this. My dreams will carry me through another door now to look for pearls within the pearls. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In Being's silver sea lustrous pearls of knowledge are washed up on the shore of speech, and dainty shells bring poems in their curving forms to strew the beach with beauty.
Each wave that breaks in foaming arcs casts up a thousand royal pearls that hold strange, murmuring voices, gems of devotion, joy, and love.
Yet tough a thousand waves at every moment rise and fall, scattering pearls and shells, yet there are ever more and more to come, nor is tat sea of Being less by one sheer drop.
Thank you for this poem, Inda...so beautiful... today I am in the mood for Rumi again and again..
MAVLANA'S LAST LETTER TO SHAMS
Sometimes I wonder, sweetest love, if you Were a mere dream in a long winter night, A dream of spring-days, and of golden light Which sheds its rays upon a frozen heart; A dream of wine that fills the drunken eye.
And so I wonder, sweetest love, if I Should drink this ruby wine, or rather weep; Each tear a bezel with your face engraved, A rosary to memorize your name...
There are so many ways to call you back- Yes, even if you only were a dream.
Dear Lilie, Thank you.Rumi is my alltime favotite.
I went searching far and wide and finally came up with a treasure of pearls within pearls. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
...The sea is Being, the shore is body; The mist, grace, and the rain knowledge of the Name; human wisdom is the diver who holds entrapped in his garment a hundred pearls. The soul in a swift lightning's flash bears to the listening ear voices and messages from the shells of knowledge; but when the husks are opened, behold the royal shimmering pearls!
And now another dream took me back to the shore. Here I found imprints of the pearls that found a way to return to the sea. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A river's journey is toward the sea, toward the final embrace of the great silence, towards oceanic bliss. ~Rumi
As I was drifting off to the land of dreams, accompanied by the notes of the violin, I came across one more little bird, sitting among hundreds of pearls
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