Friday, September 12, 2003

A radical Muslim speaks...

You're sitting here with us, but you're also out walking
in a field at dawn. You are yourself
the animal we hunt when you come with us on the hunt.
You're in your body like a plant is solid in the ground,
yet you're wind. You're the diver's clothes
lying empty on the beach. You're the fish.

In the ocean are many bright strands
and many dark strands like veins that are seen
when a wing is lifted up.
Your hidden self is blood in those, those veins
that are lute strings that make ocean music
not the sad edge of surf, but the sound of no shore.
Rumi - The Diver's Clothes Lying Empty

The calm wisdom of Rumi could never drive a man to murder.


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