Night Time Prayer

Night Time Prayer


"It is night.

The night is for stillness.

Let us be still in the presence of God.

It is night after a long day.

What has been done has been done;

what has not been done has not been done.

Let it be.

The night is dark.

Let our fears of the darkness of the world 

and of our own lives rest in You.

The night is quiet.

Let the quietness of your peace enfold us...

The night heralds the dawn,

so let us look expectantly to a new day,

new joys,

and new possibilities."

by Rev. John Williamson

Rumi: "This Too Shall Pass"

Rumi (c)

We are here,

An eclectic group of people,

to share an hour together,

an hour at the library.

The professor came

from UNC

to teach

this group of kindred souls

and me,

about Rumi.

Rumi --

"Our Master"--

an enchanting poet,

writer of exquisite poetry,

who encompasses

raw, erotic, romantic,

mystical

love.

Rumi says

we move from "raw"

to "cooked,"

to "on fire."

At the end of our lives,

we are "on fire!"

Not a bad thing!

The professor said,

The Universe "already has God's love."

It is flowing...

He said that all we need to do

"is remove the ego,

the rawness,

and when that happens,

love flows."

What a wonderful thing,

to hear these words

(exquisite words)

spoken at the Durham County Library,

to my friends and me,

on Saturday, 

September 22, 

in the year 2013.

Over 800 years,

since Rumi lived.

Where is My Something Beautiful

Where is my something beautiful?

I can see it now,

from the kitchen table.

 The cafe curtains

are parted,

giving sight to the 

red cedar three,

planted 8 years ago,

now towering high,

gleaming in the sun...

soon,

berries.

What I Need on September 23, 2013

I need  

To see something beautiful,

That makes my eyes widen in wonder,

The same way the Eiffel Tower

made me feel

on seeing it

for the first time.

Something that makes me catch my breath

and say, "ah....

I'm here!"

I need a vacation

Some inspiration...

Where can it be found?

Will I be Boston bound?

I need to see

M.I.T.

the List Gallery,

the Blacksmith's House,

that place 

that gave grace

to the spreading chestnut tree,

on the village green...

this is what I need.

To see something beautiful.

This Morning

This morning,

I woke up singing,

As I thought of the soul

of poetry--

the soul

that was captured by Rumi,

Inspiring people for 800

years.

Perhaps Ram Dass

put it best--

"At the end of our wanderings,

there is only the soul's yearning

to return to God.

No one speaks that yearning

better than Rumi..." 

Morning, view from my backyard

Robert Frost (c)

Robert Frost

was wrong.

Good fences

do make good neighbors.

And what is a good fence?

A high one

That shields me 

from prying eyes,

that surprise me

by staring,

glaring,

at me as I descend,

the back steps.