“Passage Into Silence” (Rumi)

The essence of darkness is light, as oil is the essence of this light.

You are the origin of all the jasmine, narcissi, and irises to come. You are the sunlight moving through houses, David’s hand molding smooth chainmail, September moon over the unharvested crop. You set the grain in the husk.

A rose torn open, my head not worrying about debt, you, soul and body mortared together in bed, you saying, You are, you are, then stopping to twist the strings to sweeten the voice.

When I give this body to the ground, you will find another way. These words are an alternate existence. Hear the passage into silence and be that.