Fringe -- Rumi

[Guest guest]

You wreck my shop and my house and now my heart, but

how can I run from what

 

gives me life? I'm weary of personal worrying, in love

with the art of madness!

 

Tear open my shame and show the mystery. How much longer

do I have to fret with

 

self-restraint and fear? Friends, this is how it is:

we are fringe sewn inside

 

the lining of a robe. Soon we'll be loosened, the binding

threads torn out. The beloved

 

is a lion. We're the lame deer in his paws. Consider what

choices we have! Acquiesce

 

when the Friend says, Come into me. Let me show my face.

You saw it once in pre-existence;

 

now you want to be quickened and quickened again. We

have been secretly fed

 

from beyond space and time. That's why we look for

something more than this.

 

~Rumi

 

 

LoveAlways,

 

Mazie & b