April 30th, 2008
So today is the last day of National Poetry Month…and it seemed only appropriate to go out with a little Rumi. This is dedicated to Matt Mason and all of the Omaha Slam Poets, who are invaluable to some of us…whether they know it or not.
Brilliance
If ten lamps are in one place,
Each differs in form from another;
Yet you cant distinguish whose radiance is whose
When you focus on the light.
In the field of spirit there is no division;
No individuals exist
Sweet is the oneness of the friend with
His friends
Catch hold of spirit
Help this headstrong self disintegrate;
That beneath it you may discover unity;
Like a buried treasure
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-’nuff said
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