I've posted this poem before but wanted to revisit it with these rose photographs, taken the same day as the cherry ones from the previous post.
THINGS ARE SUCH
- Rumi (translated by Daniel Ladinsky)
Things are such, that someone lifting a cup,
or watching the rain, petting a dog,
or singing, just singing - could be doing as
much for the universe as anyone.
IT FELT LOVE
Did the rose
Ever open its heart
And give to this world
It felt the encouagement of light
We all remain
(translated by Daniel Ladinsky)
"Strange how my powers increase the less I become.
Every step I take toward complete effacement, look
what takes place...my radiance grows,
and more gather to receive it, as the dark side of the
earth turns to the morning light it craves."