Monday, February 16, 2009

These spiritual window-shoppers

These spiritual window-shoppers, who idly ask, ‘How much is that?’ Oh, I’m just looking. They handle a hundred items and put them down, shadows with no capital. What is spent is love and two eyes wet with weeping. But these walk into a shop, and their whole lives pass suddenly in that moment,in that shop. Where did you go? “Nowhere.” What did you have to eat? “Nothing much.” Even if you don’t know what you want, buy _something, _ to be part of the exchanging flow. Start a huge, foolish project, like Noah. It makes absolutely no difference what people think of you. - Rumi


Uku said...

Truly wonderful! Lovely Rumi.

Thank you!

dochong, jdpsn said...

this is one of my favorites

Glenda said...

This is a youtube link for one of my favorite rumi poems, very well executed with lovely photos and music.

Gassho, Glenda