OneNation of God

[Guest guest]

I wished for a golden glow-band

to wear in my golden hair

or next to my soft throat or near

the hand gnarled in gnosis

that will extend as I stand and feed goats

from the Hand That Gives,

the Hand that gave

the golden glow-band to me when I wished it.

 

We got giddy with night-bursts

of outbursts

from bursting red glares

reflected in the stares of the seers

searching two horizons for new life.

 

Strife was laid lifeless at last, last night!

 

As we passed like clear stars touching

in cool light remembrance

through the night of independence,

all grievances and differences disappeared

from the minds made mad with Happy

as the Hand That Gives, gave,

gave it all up for us and made us gods

in our own right.

 

It's all right

and it's all good

when what we should

or what we shouldn't,

or what we could

or what we couldn't,

or what rants right

or what rants wrong

gets shoved aside in the Wedding throng

stampeding onward,

inward

as OneHeart –

 

wearing nothing,

wanting nothing,

needing nothing,

knowing nothing

 

and nodding yes to That.

 

TatSatOm brought us all Home

to the Heart

last night.

 

Under the bright lights breaking

brilliant-stark

in the dark,

streaking,

seeking

the breaking of hearts, human and angel,

the bright lights bursting apart all sense of otherness,

the bright light's glitter glowing in the knowing

that we are Love,

never less and always flowing

in a Sea of Light.

 

Last night,

Delight did me in

when the Friend

did a number on my noggin'

by joggin' up the memory

from the shimmery shores of self-illumination

that we are OneNation of God

giving it up, giving it all

for our OneSelf.

 

As Rumi said so clearly

nearly nine hundred years ago in Khorasan and Konya,

simultaneously divine and human, deity and dharma bum –

 

May the blessings which flow in all weddings

be gathered, God, together in our wedding!

The blessings of the Night of Power,

the month of fasting

the festival to break the fast

the blessings of the meeting of Adam and Eve

the blessings of the meeting of Joseph and Jacob

the blessings of gazing on the paradise of all abodes

and yet another blessing which cannot be put in words:

the fruitful scattering of joy

of the children of the Shayak

and our eldest!

In companionship and happiness

may you be like milk and honey

in union and fidelity,

just like sugar and halva.

May the blessings of those who toast

and the one who pours the wine

anoint the ones who said Amen and

the one who said the prayer.

 

~Translation by Franklin D. Lewis

"Rumi -- Past and Present, East and West"

OneWorld Publications, Oxford, 2000

 

 

LoveAlways,

 

Mazie

[Guest guest]

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