Saturday, April 14, 2012

i love you




there is . . .
(well
there must be)
some way
to wrap my mouth around
the words
that speak the unspeakable
to articulate
the details of a way of being
that contains
what i know is uncontainable
that describes
what i know is indescribable

that
simply
and in the most
unimaginable and inexpressible complexity
envelopes and then releases
the understanding
and the experiencing
of my love for you

6 comments:

erin said...

steven, in the quest to find something remotely significant in regards to love i came across this rumi poem i'm sure you already know,


The wakened lover speaks directly to the beloved,
"You are the sky my spirit circles in,
the love inside of love, the resurrection-place.


Let this window be your ear.
I have lost consciousness many times
with longing for your listening silence,
and your life-quickening smile.


You give attention to the smallest matters,
my suspicious doubts, and to the greatest.


You know my coins are counterfeit,
but you accept them anyway,
my impudence and my pretending!


I have five things to say,
five fingers to give
into your grace.


First, when I was apart from you,

this world did not exist,
nor any other.
Second, whatever I was looking for

was always you.
Third, why did I ever learn to count to three?


Fourth, my cornfield is burning!


Fifth, this finger stands for Rabia,

and this is for someone else.
Is there a difference?
Are these words or tears?
Is weeping speech?
What shall I do, my love?"


So he speaks, and everyone around
begins to cry with him, laughing crazily,
moaning in the spreading union
of lover and beloved.


This is the true religion. All others
are thrown-away bandages beside it.


This is the sema of slavery and mastery
dancing together. This is not-being.


Neither words, nor any natural fact
can express this.


I know these dancers.
Day and night I sing their songs
in this phenomenal cage.


My soul, don't try to answer now!
Find a friend, and hide.


But what can stay hidden?
Love's secret is always lifting its head
out from under the covers,
"Here I am!"

***

this is the true religion.

xo
erin

JJ Roa Rodriguez said...

I love this... Nice first read this weekend...

And Ms Erin thanks for sharing that... Love it...

Have a great weekend guys!..

JJRod'z

Linda Sue said...

Yeah, what Erin said...And sometimes I feel so MUCH of the really big love feeling stuff I have to damp it down or I am sure I would POP! To do that I usually watch a string of advertisement on the telly...that'll do it!
Unspeakable, Uncontainable, indescribable in the opposite way...so it sort of balances and I do not POP! Keepin' it tiday!

steven said...

erin i love rumi's writing . . . i worked with sufis and a gurdjieff group for a period of my life . . . rumi, hafiz and many others are features of that work for sure . . . thankyou...... steven

steven said...

jj!!! oh i've been missing your visits and i've got to drop by your place and see how you're doing . . . steven

steven said...

linda sue - yeah what erin says!!! good to keep life clean - - until messy becomes a good thing . . . . . steven