The awakening : a poem by Rumi.
in the early dawn of happiness
you gave me three kisses
so that I would wake up
to this moment of love
i tried to remember in my heart
what I’d dreamt about
during the night
before I became aware
of this moving
of life
i found my dreams
but the moon took me away
it lifted me up to the firmament
and suspended me there
i saw how my heart had fallen
on your path
singing a song
between my love and my heart
things were happening which
slowly slowly
made me recall everything
you amuse me with your touch
although I can’t see your hands.
you have kissed me with tenderness
although I haven’t seen your lips
you are hidden from me.
but it is you who keeps me alive
perhaps the time will come
when you will tire of kisses
i shall be happy
even for insults from you
i only ask that you
keep some attention on me...
the awakening...
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art by ron hicks.