“More of Your Names” (Rumi)

To say more of your names. You are the one who was with us in the beginning, telling secrets in the first house.

We were afraid of fire, but then we found your flame. You are also a wind that puts out the mind’s candle, that city leveled.

With friends, friendship. With enemies, the standing apart, or right in the middle, resembling both.

Knowledgeable ones sigh their disdain, Oh the stories lovers tell.

But you are those stories, you that bring dawn to the end of night.

Beauty that originates, the look and the presence inside the look, majesty of Shamsuddin, praise, and the light-connecting ligaments that hold this earth.