Rush Naked -- Rumi

[Guest guest]

A lover looks ar creekwater and wants to be that quick

to fall, to kneel, then all

 

the way down in full prostration. A lover wants to die of

his love like a man with

 

dropsy who knows that water will kill him, but he can't deny

his thirst. A lover loves

 

death, which is God's way of helping us evolve from mineral

to vegetable to animal, the one

 

incorporating the others. Then animal becomes Adam, and the

next will take us beyond what

 

we can imagine, the mystery of 'we are all returning.'

Don't fear death. Spill your

 

jug in the river! Your attributes disappear, but the essence

moves on. Your shame and fear

 

are gone like layers covering coldness. Throw them off, and

rush naked into the joy of death.

 

 

LoveAlways,

 

Mazie