Some absorbing work…

 

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I am part of the load
Not rightly balanced
I drop off in the grass,
like the old Cave-sleepers, to browse
wherever I fall.

For hundreds of thousands of years I have been dust-grains
floating and flying in the will of the air,
often forgetting ever being
in that state, but in sleep
I migrate back. I spring loose
from the four-branched, time -and-space cross,
this waiting room.

I walk into a huge pasture
I nurse the milk of millennia

Everyone does this in different ways.
Knowing that conscious decisions
and personal memory
are much too small a place to live,
every human being streams at night
into the loving nowhere, or during the day,
in some absorbing work.

Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi

http://www.rumi.org.uk/poems.html#RealityAndAppearance

12 thoughts on “Some absorbing work…

  1. That poem has the same borderless humanity for our present time, as for ancient history.

    The photo reminds me of a long bike ride in October along the Tarka Trail in North Devon … oh yes, to a place where I discovered the red book. I shall read your post about that, soon.

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    • Ahh, the Red Book, I did recently finish it, if one can ever say they finished it. 🙂 Would love to hear your thoughts on that sometime.
      Love that pic…so autumnal!

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  2. “Everyone does this in different ways.
    Knowing that conscious decisions
    and personal memory
    are much too small a place to live,
    every human being streams at night
    into the loving nowhere, or during the day,
    in some absorbing work.”

    I love this.

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