Knives, Peaches & Thieves

06-30-2002, 05:14 PM

"If your heart feels numb and metallic, walk out
into the sun, or whatever

the mystery is that makes your inner spring well up.
There was once a sage who felt

this flow moving inside him. As he walked the garden
that was being restored with

springwater, he gave names to aspects of the vital dance
he was doing: the animal's

hungry ability and the connoisser's intelligent choice.
Blessings on Hakim

Sanai, who could put these two in one gesture!"

~Rumi

Raising his hands high,
he sold the entire universe
to the Sky that tilted and dilated
for Attar. An Attar of Altar Roses
broke open,
leaving petal-print scents
against the Breast of God.
Breathe in that Palm-Print
of Passion and Perfumed Song
stroking this Moment into Being
the body of every being
who meets openly in the opening
of every Heart.

Particular in being peculiar,
Peculiarity becomes
a particularly
fine art!
Artfully dodging the bullet
of blaming anything
or anyone
for What Is,
It isn't particularly worried.
Particularly about opinions.

"The center leads to Love.
Soul opens the creation-core."

"A piece of paper covered
with numbers and curving color streaks

drops in the water, blurs, and flows away."

~Rumi

Dropping into the well,
the night swells up and out
into the Heart of Shams.
Sinking beneath this story
being told to every Lover,
the two glass Buddhas
make their break.
Breaking the tradition
of being conditioned,
the very air they breathe
becomes a blank tape.
Rolling across the horizon
as some Primal Sound and Show
doing 'Show and Tell,'
Invisibility Uncovers ItSelf.
The Naked Ones
begin to Moan.

"This marriage be wine with halvah,
honey dissolving in milk. This

marriage be the leaves and fruit
of a date tree. This marriage be

women laughing for days
on end. This marriage, a sign

for us to study. This marriage,
beauty. This marriage, a moon in

a light-blue sky. This marriage,
this silence fully mixed with spirit."

~Rumi

Did you hear the one
about the farmer's wife?
She ran off with
the carving knife.

LoveAlways,

Mazie

......

"When two thieves meet they need
no introduction:
They recognize each other without question."

~ Amban

While You were busy stealing my heart,
i had already lifted Yours from my own chest,
feeding it peaches in the grove at dawn.
Such peaches hail from a long line of peaches,
all simultaneously ripening in the Orchard we call
Beloved.

We have fallen, peach-drunk, in That Orchard,
and now just roll round, dawn-hued fruits
back and forth --
children at play in the Fields of the Lord.

All are welcome to these juicy fruits, but
only if they can hold them without
using their hands!

LoveAlways,

b