Blade -- Rumiji

[Guest guest]

The soul of this community is coming

toward us, the sun on his forehead,

 

wine jar in right hand, stride by

stride. Don't ruin this chance with

 

politeness and easy promises. The

help we called for is here, the

 

invitation to join with great souls.

Any place we gather becomes a ceremony

 

on the appraoch to the kaaba. Meaning:

pass quickly through your being into

 

absense. The self of your name and fame

secures you with a new knot every moment.

 

Personal identity is a sheath. The

creator of that, a sword. The blade

 

slides in and unties: worn covering

over bright steel, love purifying love.

 

 

LoveAlways,

 

Mazie & b