Monday, January 10, 2011

the reed flute


whenever i forget what this is all about
and get caught up
in the apparently significant

i find the words
or a place
that remind me
of the very simple and the very complex
all at once


God picks up the reed-flute world and blows

each note is a need coming through one of us
a passion, a longing-pain

remember the lips
where the wind-breath originated
and let your note be clear

jelaluddin rumi

11 comments:

Ruth said...

It's a turning back, to the original sound.

Reya Mellicker said...

Working on it, Steven. Thank you.

The Weaver of Grass said...

Let your note be clear indeed.

Linda Sue said...

So cool. So heartening. What is, is- allowing your note to be clear through it all is the deal! Thanks Steven !

Tess Kincaid said...

Wonderful image and thoughts. I love God's music.

mollygolver said...

Steven - this is the first time that I have visited your blog site though I have often read and enjoyed the comments you've made on Friko's World. Friko is a dear special blogging friend of mine too. I like the fresh, simplicity of what you write.

Friko said...

all we need is to stay still to hear it.

whatever anyone may say, at a party or anywhere else,
don't let them discourage you. Fools always find something to amuse them, it doesn't take much. Anything of value is beyond them.

Pauline said...

you and Rumi - what a pair! Your new header photo is spectacular :)

Jo said...

Oh, yes, Steven. Simple can be so very significant.

Beautiful choice of words and poetry. Thank you.

Joanna said...

Ah that Rumi--there's no clearer voice than his. Lovely post Steven. And yet another stunning header photo. Beauty!

Valerianna said...

That's quite a Rumi poem... wow. Amazing, thanks.
And the little window above is also a gem. We're in the line of a big nor' easter tonight and tomorrow. Time to stock up the wood bin, fill bird feeders and cook something easily heated on the woodstove should the power go out.... wonder if you're in for it, too?