You know how sometimes when you look at something, it triggers something in the brain?
While I was taking pictures of this beautiful Qum rug from Persia, all I could think of was this poem by Rumi.
So here I am sharing it will all of you;
A Community of the Spirit
There is a community of the spirit.
Join it, and feel the delight
Of walking in the noisy street
And being the noise.
Drink all your passion and be a disgrace.
Close both eyes to see with the other eye.
Open your hands if you want to be held.
Consider what you have been doing.
Why do you stay
With such a mean-spirited and dangerous partner?
For the security of having food. Admit it.
Here is a better arrangement.
Give up this life and get a hundred new lives.
Sit down in this circle.
Quit acting like a wolf,
And feel the shepherd’s love filling you.
At night, your beloved wanders.
Do not take painkillers.
Tonight, no consolations.
And do not eat.
Close your mouth against food.
Taste the lover’s mouth in yours.
You moan, But she left me. He left me.
Twenty more will come.
Be empty of worrying.
Think of who created thought.
Why do you stay in prison
When the door is so wide open?
Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking.
Live in silence.
Flow down and down
In always widening rings of being.
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P.S: The translation is by Coleman Barks, Rumi: The Big Red Book.