Ah my friend, what have you brought me ?
You know a traveler should not arrive empty handed at the door of a friend like me. That's going to the grinding stone without your wheat.
He will ask at the Resurrection, 'Did you bring Me a present? Did you forget? Did you think you wouldn't see Me?'
Beloved kept teasing, "Lets have it. I want my gift!"
The Friend began, "You can't imagine how I've looked for something for you. Nothing seemed appropriate. You don't take gold down into a goldmine, or a drop of water to the Sea of Oman!
Everything I thought of was like bringing cumin seed to Kirmanshah where cumin comes from.
You have all seeds in your barn. You even have my love and my soul, so I can't even bring those.
I've brought you a mirror. Look at yourself, and remember me."
He took the mirror out from his robe where he was hiding it.
What is the mirror of being? Non-being.
Always bring a mirror of non-existence as a gift. Any other present is foolish.
~ Rumi Mathnawi, I, Version by Coleman Barks (Developed from the translation by Nicholson) "The Essential Rumi" HarperSanFrancisco, 1995 |
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