Beyond the thorns

At the end of summer
The roses still flower

After the bloom is gone
She will bear fruit

Hein S.



Inspired by the master :


Bittersweet


In my Hallucination
I saw my Beloved's flower garden

In my vertigo
In my dizziness
In my drunken haze

Whirling and dancing like a spinning wheel

I saw myself as the source of existence
I was there in the beginning and
I was the spirit of love

Now I am sober
There is only the hangover

And the memory of love
And only the sorrow

I yearn for happiness
I ask for help
I want mercy

And my love says
Look at me
And hear me because

I am here just for that
I am your moon and your moonlight too
I am your flower garden and your water too

I have come all this way eager for you without shoes or shawl
I want to laugh to kill all your worries

To love you
To nourish you

Oh Sweet Bitterness!

I will soothe you and heal you
I will bring you roses
I too have been covered with thorns

Rumi