Fana

[Guest guest]

"And the result is not more than these three words:

'I burnt, and burnt, and burnt."

 

~ Rumi

 

 

 

The mind is an acrobat –

most fear relinquishing that swing

for fear of falling into fire.

The few that do may

find they fall, and burn, and

fall forever.

 

We are here to learn something --

something about falling and burning.

 

Clinging to swinging

we fail to fall.

Fearing falling we

fail to learn.

 

Through failure, perhaps

we can learn something –

something painful in

longing to fall, and

all that is fearful of falling.

 

The longing to fall

is a fire at heart, burning in

falling in Love with this falling.

 

Falling is dying of

me into Thee, the lover

into the Beloved.

 

Such falling is finding the

Fire of Love is consuming

what still falls between Us.

 

At the start it might seem

I am burning for You, but

this longing is only Your

Longing for me, ablaze in the

Fire of Falling.

 

Fana is finally falling through both until

Falling is only what's falling.

Even the ashes at last fall away,

burnt in the flame of Love's Longing.

 

 

LoveAlways,

 

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