Circle Around like the Moth

“Come, come, whoever you are.

Wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving,
It doesn’t matter.

Ours is not a caravan of despair.
Come, even if you have broken your vow
a thousand times.

Come, yet again, come, come.”


-Mevlana Jalaluddin Rumi

Take someone who doesn't keep score,
Who's not looking to be richer,
Or afraid of losing,
Who has not the slightest interest even
In his own personality,
He's free.


Stay in the company of lovers
Those other kind of people
They each want to show you something.
A crow will lead you to an empty barn
A parrot to sugar.

There is a light see grain inside
You fill it with yourself, or it dies
I'm caught in this curling energy
Your Hair!
Whoever is calm and sensible is insane!

There is a strange frenzy in my head
Of birds flying:
Each particle circulating on it's own
Is the one I love EVERYWHERE?


At night we fall into each other
With such grace
We are tasting the taste
this minute of eternity
When it's light you throw me back
like you do your hair.
Your eyes now drunk with God,
mine with looking at you..
One drunkard takes care of another.

We given up making a living
It's all this crazy love poetry now
It's everywhere.
Our eyes and our feelings focus together
With our words..