Monday, February 21, 2005

Rumi how very close   how very close is your soul with mine i know for sure everything you think goes through my mind   i am with you now and doomsday not like a host caring for you at a feast alone   with you i am happy all the times the time i offer my life or the time you gift me your love   offering my life is a profitable venture each life i give you pay in turn a hundred lives again   in this house there are a thousand dead and still souls making you stay as this will be yours   a handful of earth cries aloud i used to be hair or i used to be bones   and just the moment when you are all confused leaps forth a voice hold me close i'm love and i'm always yours   ghazal number 1515, translated by Nader Khalili     www.kellymoore.net   12:40:24 PM    comment []