Rumi die onverbeterlike
Februarie 1, 2011 in Sonder kategorie
I said I shall tell the tale of my heart as best as I can;
Caught in the storm of my tears, with a bleeding heart,
I failed to do that!
I tried to relate to event in broken, muted words;
…The cup of my thoughts was so fragile,
that I fell into pieces like shattered glass.
Many ships were wrecked in this storm;
What is my little helpless boat in comparison?
The waves destroyed my ship, neither good remained nor bad;
Free from myself, I tied my body to a raft.
Now, I am neither up nor down-no this is not a fair description;
I am up on a wave one instant, and down under another the next.
I am not aware of my existence, I know only this:
When I am, I am not, and when I am not, I am!
I tried to relate to event in broken, muted words;
…The cup of my thoughts was so fragile,
that I fell into pieces like shattered glass.
Many ships were wrecked in this storm;
What is my little helpless boat in comparison?
Free from myself, I tied my body to a raft.
Now, I am neither up nor down-no this is not a fair description;
I am up on a wave one instant, and down under another the next.
I am not aware of my existence, I know only this:
When I am, I am not, and when I am not, I am!
monicahaddad het gesê op Februarie 1, 2011
Ek is gek oor Rumi!!!
Maankind2 het gesê op Februarie 1, 2011
Rumi doen dit vir my…
Angelor het gesê op Februarie 1, 2011
Dit bring nogal Rumi se menslikheid na vore, of in elkgeval my persepsie daarvan, miskien omdat ek self al die gevoel soortgelyk beleef en geskryf het,..
palamino het gesê op Februarie 1, 2011
ek stem. Hy is altyd ene wat waarsku dat seerkry net ‘n illusie is, maar hier le hy sy eie pyn bloot
Angelor het gesê op Februarie 1, 2011
Dit sou interresant (spelling?)wees om die tydperke in sy lewe te ken, maar al was die n later werk, is ons tog almal in varierende grade onderworpe aan ons menslikheid,..
N uitreksel uit myne,..
Wize’nd ship with lessen’d sail yields subdued
Strained keel begs set sail for lee side shore
A moment’s silence, yet waves crested still
Then full fury agony the storm unleashed
Olde nay ancient ship takes quiet port
Wearied chastened by a million storms
Knows there’s no home for its quiet form
Upon the turmoil of the raging storm
Wize’nd ship knows the prize of riding storms
The mainstay is first to voice agony in demise
Trailed canvass ropes as the olde form’s weighed
Decks timbers explode, hull knows form no more
And upon the mornings dawn there’ll be none
Who’d gather debris from the ocean floor?
Find strewn broken timbers from four winds
Olde ancient ships belong safe ashore
*ANGELOR
HeavyHenry het gesê op Februarie 1, 2011
Nice!
ystervark het gesê op Februarie 1, 2011
En een van my favourites, een van vele van Rumi is: “We love. That is why human life is beautiful!”
Ek LOVE Rumi.
skryf het gesê op Februarie 1, 2011
Komaan, jy weet jy kan… jy weet jy wil…
palamino het gesê op Februarie 1, 2011
O, dit is ‘n mooi een van hom, ystervark!
palamino het gesê op Februarie 1, 2011
Uhm…orraait.
thenack het gesê op Maart 2, 2011
Genugtig, ek sal moet begin strek. Maar jy het nou die kritieke deel uitgehaal. Se nou maar net mens strek elke dag vir maande, Jean Claude van Daaaaam se moses, verwyder ‘n werwel, en met baie moeite kom jy in daai posisie, en dan was dit als verniet want daar is nog ‘n finale gehym….
francoiswilliams het gesê op Maart 11, 2011
Baie Zen huh !
Het self effe maag krampies vanoggend, ek doen enemas, dit werk die beste vir enige maagkwaal…ek is eers besig om hieride ogklap bloggers bietjie opt e skud…dis tyd…he, he,,,was in die Fil…befokte plek !!
palamino het gesê op Maart 11, 2011
Ek dink nie dit wat jy op die blogs doen is van enige nut, behalwe om jou eie ego-basis te voed nie. Very un-Zen
palamino het gesê op Maart 11, 2011
Tantra is nie vir sissies nie 🙂
riem_mamba het gesê op Augustus 13, 2012
Rumi is fantasties en jou skets net so bypassend fantasties!