Rumi… and others.

I hope to use this page for wonderful soul-affirming verses.  Rumi is my current love. (Transcribing.. not so much.)  Stay tuned!!      Thanks to another new acquaintence… I am deeply reminded:

In the end these things matter most; How well did you love? How fully did you love? How deeply did you learn to let go? – Buddha


Give up to Grace…the ocean takes care of each and every wave until it reaches the shore. – Rumi  

“Anthem”

The birds they sang
at the break of day
Start again
I heard them say
Don’t dwell on what
has passed away
or what is yet to be.
Ah the wars they will
be fought again
The holy dove
She will be caught again
bought and sold
and bought again
the dove is never free.
 
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.
 
We asked for signs
the signs were sent:
the birth betrayed
the marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood
of every government –
signs for all to see.
 
I can’t run no more
with that lawless crowd
while the killers in high places
say their prayers out loud.
But they’ve summoned, they’ve summoned up
a thundercloud
and they’re going to hear from me.
 
Ring the bells that still can ring …
 
You can add up the parts
but you won’t have the sum
You can strike up the march,
there is no drum
Every heart, every heart
to love will come
but like a refugee.
 

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.
 

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.
That’s how the light gets in.
That’s how the light gets in.
 
- Leonard Cohen

Peace be with YOU, my Friend!

2 Responses leave one →
  1. 2007 November 30
    Anon permalink

    ‘Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more.
    It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity.
    It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend.
    Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today, and creates a vision for tomorrow.’

    Melody Beattie

  2. 2008 January 2
    Anon permalink

    I am water. I am the thorn
    that catches someone’s clothing…

    There’s nothing to BELIEVE.
    Only when I quit believing in myself
    did I come into this beauty…

    Day and night I guarded the pearl of my soul.
    Now in this ocean of pearling currents,
    I’ve lost track of which was mine.

    - Rumi

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