Quietness By Rumi

Full winter moon...

Quietness

By Rumi

Inside this new love, die.

Your way begins on the other side.

Become the sky.

Take an axe to the prison wall.

Escape.

Walk out like someone suddenly born into color.

Do it now.

You are covered with thick cloud.

Slide out the side. Die,

and be quiet. 

Quietness is the surest sign

that you have died.

Your old life was a frantic running

from silence.

 

The speechless full moon

comes out now. 

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Ponder This:

". . . and my day, which nothing interrupts, is like a clock-face without hands. . ."  Rainer Maria Rilke, from "The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge".

 

"Clocks slay time... time is dead as long as it is being clicked off by little wheels; only when the clock stops does time come to life."  ~William Faulkner

 

 

 

 

Read Rilke.  He never disappoints. 

 

 

 

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Sophie, waking from a cat nap.