I am in the realm of this attention
subject.
See! over there as if hidden an other leaf
in obscurity as from the depth of its darkness
comes to light and therein sets up
rule over my seeing;
all the mass of foliage I see are members now
of this courting . I shall derive
where I am a court and pay court
to
this
courtesy .
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How happy I am in your care, myoId companion of the way!
The long a-waiting, the sometimes bitter hope,
have sweetend in these years of the faith you keep.
How completely I said "yes" when it came
to
me
and continue . Each morning awakening you set free
another day for me . How has your face
aged over these years to keep company with mine?
Ever anew as I waken endearing. Each night
in the exchange of touch and speech blessing.
Prepared throughout for rest . Is it not
as if He were almost here? As if we were
already at rest?
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The rest is an Artesian well , an underground fountain.
The level of the water is so close,
up-welling in every season, rising through me
the circuit Jalal aI-DIn RumT
in which at last! I come to read you, you
come to be read by me. Releasing
freshets of feeling anew I come from .
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But if you are the lover, how entirely you are He .
How entirely He is here; He commands me .
