I HAVE SUCH A TEACHER | |
Last night my teacher taught me the lesson of poverty, having nothing and wanting nothing. I am a naked man standing inside a mine of rubies, clothed in red silk. I absorb the shining and now I see the ocean, billions of simultaneous motions moving in me. A circle of lovely, quiet people becomes the ring on my finger. Then the wind and thunder of rain on the way. I have such a teacher. |
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Coleman Barks, Tr., The Essential Rumi (San Fransico: Harper Collins, 1995) |