Saturday, 2 May 2015


Quietness ((become The Sky)) 

Inside this new love, die. 
Your way begins on the other side.
Become the sky.
Take an axe to the prison wall.
Walk out like someone suddenly born into color. 
Do it now.
You're covered with thick cloud.
Slide out the side. Die,
and be quiet
Quietness is the surest sign
that you've died. 
Your old life was a frantic
running from silence.
The speechless full moon
comes out now. 

Coleman Barks, "The Essential Rumi"