NaPoWriMo 2012: twenty
A Poem in the Lineage of Hafiz and Rumi...
Light spills over the edges,
bringing us closer to the center,
closer to the wonder that is within.
And here I am, poeming,
trying to adequately explain
that which can't be explained.
See the light that infuses
the world with amazement.
And then my words won't matter.
Be humbled by the dew drops
on a simple shining tulip.
Be brought to tears by the golden
light of dawn as it rests on the petals.
Pay attention to your senses.
Seek out that which sustains you.
Dive into this endless love.