A window opens. A curtain pulls back.
The lamp of lovers connect,
not at their ceramic bases,
but in their lightedness.
No lover wants union with the Beloved
without the Beloved also wanting the lover.
Love makes the lover weak,
while the Beloved gets strong.
Lightning from here strikes there.
When you begin to love God, God is loving you.
A clapping sound does not come from one hand.
A thirsty man calls out, ‘Delicious water,where are you?’
while the water moans,’Where is the water drinker?’
The thirst in our souls
is the attraction put out by the Water itself.
We belong to It,and It to us.
God’s wisdom made us lovers of one another.
In fact, all the particles of the world
are in love and looking for lovers.
Pieces of straw tremble in the presence of amber.
We tremble like iron filings
welcoming the magnet…
Spirit and matter work together like this,
in a division of labor.
Sweethearts kiss and taste the delight
before they slip into bed and mate.
The desire of each lover
is that the work of the other be perfected.
By this man-and-woman cooperation,
the world gets preserved.
Roses and blue arghawan flowers flower.
Night and day meet in a mutual hug.
So different, but they do love each other,
the day and the night, like family.
And without their mutual alternation
we would have no energy.
Every part of the cosmos is drawn toward its mate.
The ground keeps talking to the body, saying,
‘Come back! It’s better for you down here where you came from…’
We’re like four different birds,
that each had one leg tied in with the other birds.
A flopping bouquet of birds!
Death releases the binding, and they fly off,
but before that, their pulling is our pain.
Consider how the soul must be,
in the midst of these tensions,
feeling its own exalted pull.
My longing is more profound.
The birds want sweet green herbs and the water running by.
I want the infinite! I want wisdom.
These birds want orchards and meadows and vines with fruit on them.
I want a vast expansion.
They want profit and security of having enough food.
Remember what the soul wants,
because in that, eternity is wanting our souls!
Which is the meaning of the text,
They love That, and That loves them…
The gist is: whatever anyone seeks,
that is seeking the seeker.
No matter if its animal, or vegetable, or mineral.
Every bit of the universe is filled with wanting,
and whatever any bit wants,
wants the wanter!
The subject must dissolve again.
You know how it is.
Sometimes we plan a trip to one place,
but something takes us to another…
When a horse is being broken,
the trainer pulls it in many different directions,
so the horse will come to know
what it is to be ridden.
The most beautiful and alert horse
is one completely attuned to the rider.
God fixes a passionate desire in you,
and then disappoints you.
God does that a hundred times!
God breaks the wings of one intention
and then gives you another,
cuts the rope of contriving,
so you’ll remember your dependence.
But sometimes your plans work out!
You feel fulfilled and in control.
That’s because, if you were always failing,
you might give up.
But remember, it is by failures
that lovers stay aware of how they are loved.
Failure is the key to the kingdom within.
Your prayer should be, “Break the legs of what I want to happen.
Humiliate my desire. Eat me like candy.
It’s spring and finally, I have no will.”
(Mathnawi, III, 4391 – 4472)
—Translation, Coleman Barks
from the blog of evolutionary Christian mystic Bruce Sangiun