There’s a morning when presence
comes over your soul.
You sing like a rooster
in your earth-colored shape.
Your heart hears and, no longer frantic,
begins to dance.
At that moment, soul reaches total emptiness.
~ Rumi
There is a kind of beginning that doesn’t arrive with effort.
It comes the way dawn does—
not announcing itself, simply appearing.In Rumi’s morning, nothing needs to be fixed or pushed forward.
The body is already part of the earth.
The heart remembers how to listen.
And in that listening, emptiness is not loss,
but a quiet freedom from strain.Perhaps this is the simplest way a new year begins:
not with resolve,
but with presence.
Opening Poem stanza excerpted from The Soul of Rumi: A New Collection of Ecstatic Poems, Translations by Coleman Barks.
Images (edited): 1 & Featured) Sunrise over the mountain lake by shestakov15.
