Sunday, 11 December 2011

Cup and Rumi

These forms we seem to be 
are cups floating 
in an ocean of living conciousness.

They fill and sink 
without leaving an arc of bubbles
or any good-bye spray.

What we are is that ocean,
too near to see,
though we swim in it
and drink it in.

Don't be a cup with a dry rim,
or someone who rides all night
and never knows

the horse beneath his thighs,
the surging that carries him along.

~ Rumi
(Cup and Ocean)

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