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Monday, July 5, 2004
Another Rumi Poem
Goodness, I LOVE this guy. Too bad he lived so freaking long ago, I'd propose marriage. Maybe I did - in a past life (only joking folks)
ANyway, here it is
Whoever Brought Me Here, Will Have To Take Me Home.
All day I think about it, then at night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that,
and I intend to end up there.
This drunkenness began in some other tavern.
When I get back around to that place,
I'll be completely sober. Meanwhile,
I'm like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.
The day is coming when I fly off,
but who is it now in my ear who hears my voice?
Who says words with my mouth?
Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul?
I cannot stop asking.
If I could taste one sip of an answer,
I could break out of this prison for drunks.
I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way.
Whoever brought me here, will have to take me home.
This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say.
I don't plan it.
When I'm outside the saying of it,
I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.
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Beautiful , isn't it. Sometimes I think that all poets are born with the same soul. Rumi and I definately have that. I felt so odd when I read this the first time, like he read my own heart and wrote this poem. I've tried to write this poem before, it feels like, but I've never quite achieved the simple straightforward beauty of this truth.
*sigh*
Basically, I feel Rumi is talking about feeling out of place. But more than that. Feeling like your soul doesn't belong, like everyone around you doesn't notice how off center the world is.
And, Rumi was spiritual, I'll give him that, while I'm not. So in this sense, I could think of it as "God" will take him home. But for me, it'll always be something else.
Anyway. Give me your thoughts.
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