Wilder Than We Ever -- Rumi

[Guest guest]

The one who pours is wilder than we

ever become drinking, wilder than

 

wine, the one who fills to the rim

and leaves to live in absence with

 

a toast: Go home. There's nothing

for you here. A pearl-in-the-shell

 

does not touch the ocean. Be a pearl

without a shell, a mindful flooding,

 

candle turned moth, head become empty

jar, bird settling nest, love lived.

 

 

* * * * * * *

 

Flowers open every night

across the sky as peace

 

of keeping a vigil

kindles the emptiness.

 

 

 

You that prefer, as crows do,

winter's chill and the empty limbs,

 

notice how this that fills

with new leaves and roses opening

and the nightbird's song.

 

Let your love dissolve also

into this season's moment,

 

or when it's over, you'll buy

lamp after lamp to find it!

 

 

 

LoveAlways,

 

Mazie