Thursday, February 18, 2010

"A Perfect Falcon, For No Reason..."

I just read this poem the other day for the very first time, and it has stuck with me like oatmeal on the ribs...but with deeper breaths.

The Seed Market

Can you find another market like this?
Where,
with your one rose
you can buy hundreds of rose gardens?

Where,
for one seed
get a whole wilderness?

For one weak breath,
a divine wind?

You've been fearful
of being absorbed in the ground,
or drawn up by the air.

Now, your waterbead lets go
and drops into the ocean,
where it came from.

It no longer has the form it had,
but it's still water
The essence is the same.

This giving up is not a repenting.
It's a deep honoring of yourself.

When the ocean comes to you as a lover,
marry at once, quickly,
for God's sake!

Don't postpone it!
Existence has no better gift.

No amount of searching
will find this.

A perfect falcon, for no reason
has landed on your shoulder,
and become yours.

Works Cited

Rumi. "The Seed Market." The Essential Rumi. Trans. Coleman Barks. San Francisco: HarperCollins, 1995.

3 comments:

  1. rebecca, it is lovely. you should share this with david. he loves Rumi. I bet you could read at the kirtan tonight if you are coming. david usually reads Rumi at some point during a kirtan or workshop in my experience.

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  2. Thanks, Rob :) Rumi is tops, isn't he? I am hoping to come tonight with the little one. She is asleep now, but if she wakes up in time, we will take an adventure...maybe we will see you :)

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  3. Sorry you couldn't bring your little girl friday, but I'm looking forward to meeting her one day soon. :)

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