Date: Wed, 28 Jan 1998 14:43:34 -0800
Subject: Water of Life


Come down my love
          abandon your adventurous flight
          it's high time for a happy life

          come into my house
          throw out my old belongings
          burn me again with your love

          I know for sure
          even if you burn the entire house
          your love will build me a new paradise

          you empowered the drops of water
          to shine like diamonds
          you blew life into a piece of clay

          you gave a lowly fly
          the same wings as an eagle
          the aspiration of the sky

          there was a blind sage in our town
          a healer took mercy on him with medicine
          to set his eyes open to the light

          the sage refused and replied
          if you could only see the light i see
          you'd pluck out both of your eyes

                      ***

          Rumi, ghazal # 2512, translated by Nader Khalili


W/a semi-ironic 
chaos confessing nod,

Don Socha