God’s heart is a hawk
living in the city of crows,
with a deep loneliness
When one of the crows seems friendly,
it’s hypocrisy, as when someone says “yes”
after a long warning. He doesn’t mean it.
He just wants the admonishing to stop.
He stands with those who have genuinely changed,
but that’s the way it is in this market.
Damaged goods gets thrown in with the others.
Fly to the love-hawk,
and be its friend.
Any other is a
There’s a subtle fragrance that will come to you
when you’re in that one’s presence.
You dull that sense
when you live with crows.
(Mathnawi, V, 896-906)
Let That Laughter Lead You
When you go to buy a pomegranate,
pick the one that’s laughing,
that has its rind cleft,
so that through its broken openness
you get some information
about the seeds.
Listen for the laughter
that shows the inside,
that cracks the casket shell
and lets you see the pearl.
There’s another kind, an unhappy laughing
like the red anemone’s that show
its inner blackness.
The pomegranate laughter is blessed,
like the companionship of good people.
Even if you’re a common rock,
when you join them,
you’ll become a precious stone.
Keep the love of holy laughing in you.
Don’t visit sad neighborhoods. Let
laughter lead you to the right people.
Your body wantings will take you out of the sunlight
into the dark and dank places. Feed on the conversations of a lover.
Look for spiritual growth from one
who is farther along than you
There was once a Christian gospel
that had in it some mention of Mohammed,
his courage and his fasting.
Whenever a group of Christians studied
this gospel, they bowed and kissed the words
of that passage. Without knowing it,
they were looking for refuge
inside that light, and with its power
it befriended and help them.
(Mathnawi, I, 718-733)