In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest,
where no one sees you,
but sometimes I do,
and that sight becomes this art.
~Rumi
use your beauty. I hear your eyes. It is the way. Love
-JPM
I am a sculptor, a molder of form.
In every moment I shape an idol.
But then, in front of you, I melt them down
I can rouse a hundred forms
and fill them with spirit,
but when I look into your face,
I want to throw them in the fire.
My souls spills into yours and is blended.
Because my soul has absorbed your fragrance,
I cherish it.
Every drop of blood I spill
informs the earth,
I merge with my Beloved
when I participate in love.
In this house of mud and water,
my heart has fallen to ruins.
Enter this house, my Love, or let me leave.
~Rumi
Long afloat on shipless oceans
I did all my best to smile
Till your singing eyes and fingers
Drew me loving to your isle
And you sang, sail to me, sail to me, let me enfold you
Here I am, here I am waiting to hold you
Did I dream you dreamed about me?
Were you hare when I was fox?
Now my foolish boat is leaning
Broken lovelorn on your rocks
For you sing, touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow
Oh, my heart, oh, my heart shies from the sorrow
I’m as puzzled as the newborn child
I’m as troubled as the tide
Should I stand amid the breakers?
Or should I lie with death, my bride?
Hear me sing, swim to me, swim to me, let me enfold you
Here I am, here I am waiting to hold you
