The Slaughterhouse of Love |
I was reading Rumi today and read these lines:
"In the slaughterhouse of love, they kill only the best, none of the weak or deformed. Don't run away from this dying. Whoever is not killed for love is ...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Jan 2008 20:48:00 GMT |
I LOVE COFFEE |
I LOVE COFFEE...
I have a lovely ritual with my afternoon latte....
I pour the fresh beans into the grinder ( after breathing deep the dark fragrant beans). I do not mind the loud sound as I run hot...
Posted by on Fri, 16 Mar 2007 16:26:00 GMT |
CRYING FOR A VISION |
...a poem written for a friend as he camped alone on top Mount Mitchell....one of the highest peaks east of the Rocky Mountains.
CRYING FOR A VISIONAlone atop the mountain He was crying for a v...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Feb 2007 13:42:00 GMT |
Where Everything is music / Stop the Words |
I Love Rumi.....the words are so sensual...even though I know he is not writing about sensuality in the way WE look at it today. The words he uses transcend the span of time since then and ring ...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Sep 2006 15:10:00 GMT |
