To know reality, I must feel it To know depravity, I must drown in it To know flesh, I must touch it To know grief, we meet. To know humility, I must bow to it To know fear, I must be it To know sorrow, I must be lost in it To know violence, we embrace. To know weakness, I am broken To know loneliness, I am born To know futility, I am faithless To know freedom, I submit. To know a language, I speak it To know falsehoods, I lie To know truth, I am silent To love, I forgive. 23rd January 2020, Somerset, England.
Our peace in this present life should not depend on absence of adversity but on humble acceptance. Those who accept suffering will enjoy peace. Such a person is a conqueror of the self, a ruler of the world, a friend of Christ and an inheritor of heaven.Thomas à Kempis, The Imitation of Christ
For the love of robins
Whatever happens (in 2021)
A poem from Rumi to open the new year, with love to all who read these words.
whatever happens to the world around show me your purpose show me your source even if the world is Godless and in chaos show me your anchor show me your love if there is hunger if there is famine show me your harvest show me your resource if life is bitter everywhere snakes everywhere poison show me your garden show me your meadow if the sun and the moon fall if darkness rules the world show me your light show me your flame if I have no mouth or tongue to utter words of your secrets show me your fountain I'll keep silence how can I express your life when mine still is untold. Rumi