We're friends with one ...by Rumi

We're friends with one 
who kills us, 
who gives us to the ocean waves. 

We love this death. 
Only ignorance says, 
Put it off a while, 
day after tomorrow. 

Don't avoid the knife.
This friend only seems fierce,
bringing your soul more range,
perching your falcon
on a cliff of the wind.

Jesus on his cross,
Hallaj on his
those absurd killings
hold a secret.

Cautious cynics know
what they're doing
with every moment and why.

Submit to love without thinking,
as the sun this morning rose recklessly
extinguishing our star-candle minds.

~ Rumi
Version by Coleman Barks
"The Soul of Rumi"
HarperSanFrancisco, 2001