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From the December Files - Check it out, Twinkie
I found this one that I have never shared publicly. I know, Twinkie - its been a while since my muse's presence has been reflected in my words. Something about listening to Celtic Quest brought this one out of the file dungeons. The tears come, unbidden I call for Rumi’s field to be our meeting place The one, you know it Outside of wrongdoing and Rightdoing it is the soul lying down place….. My prayer, my prayer to connect with you, tonight right there So we can Kiss these tears away
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posted by
twinkie
on Apr 10, 2007 at 08:22 PM
posted by
JulieJordanScott
on Apr 11, 2007 at 12:12 AM
Rumi brings that special place into our consciousness, dear Twinkie. Here I will quote him: Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about. Ideas, language, even the phrase each other doesn't make any sense. Rumi was a 13th century Sufi mystic poet. He had intense relationships - deep soul friendships. I think of that field a lot, and oftentimes find it when I sleep. In fact, that image may be exactly what I need to fall asleep tonight. I haven't had a good sleep since John died, I thought I was headed there tonight and then... kablam. Awake.
posted by
Tammyj
on Apr 11, 2007 at 01:25 AM
posted by
JulieJordanScott
on Apr 11, 2007 at 09:43 AM
Tammyj, you know, I actually feel PAIN that people have the experience that poetry is difficult to understand. The best poetry, in my mind, is infinitely clear and crisp. You might want to check out Mary Oliver's poetry the next time you are at the library with your kids. Pick up any of her books and you will come upon poetry that is soulful AND so.... simple, too. My Dad is one who said to me. " I don't like poetry, I don't get it." And I wrote a poem about hearing my grandfather's spirit in train whistles. I was practicing with sonnets and that is what came up. He completely "got" it... and shared it with his sisters who also "got it" and that image became something they held onto for a long time, perhaps still. A pox upon the intellectuals who have made poetry appear difficult! (I'll put my soap box away now... LOL)
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