It takes the courage of inner majesty
to stand in this doorway, where there’s
no celebrating good fortune, where talk
of luck is embarrassing. However your
robe of patches fits is right. … Don’t pretend
something other than truth. Measuring
devices don’t work in this room where
the love dervishes meet. No tradition
grows here and no soup simmers! We sit
in pure absence without expectation.
Poem excerpt from: The Soul of Rumi, Translations by Coleman Barks.
Post & Featured Image: Sunrise at Borobudur temple, by Thrillseekr, CC BY 2.0.
