10 Best Famous Ferments Poems
Here is a collection of the top 10 all-time best famous Ferments poems. This is a select list of the best famous Ferments poetry. Reading, writing, and enjoying famous Ferments poetry (as well as classical and contemporary poems) is a great past time. These top poems are the best examples of ferments poems.
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Written by
Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi |
Lord, said David, since you do not need us,
why did you create these two worlds? Reality replied: O prisoner of time,
I was a secret treasure of kindness and generosity,
and I wished this treasure to be known,
so I created a mirror: its shining face, the heart;
its darkened back, the world;
The back would please you if you’ve never seen the face. Has anyone ever produced a mirror out of mud and straw?
Yet clean away the mud and straw,
and a mirror might be revealed. Until the juice ferments a while in the cask,
it isn’t wine. If you wish your heart to be bright,
you must do a little work. My King addressed the soul of my flesh:
You return just as you left.
Where are the traces of my gifts? We know that alchemy transforms copper into gold.
This Sun doesn’t want a crown or robe from God’s grace.
He is a hat to a hundred bald men,
a covering for ten who were naked. Jesus sat humbly on the back of an ass, my child!
How could a zephyr ride an ass?
Spirit, find your way, in seeking lowness like a stream.
Reason, tread the path of selflessness into eternity. Remember God so much that you are forgotten.
Let the caller and the called disappear;
be lost in the Call. - Rumi
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Written by
Rainer Maria Rilke |
Sometimes she walks through the village in her
little red dress
all absorbed in restraining herself,
and yet, despite herself, she seems to move
according to the rhythm of her life to come.
She runs a bit, hesitates, stops,
half-turns around...
and, all while dreaming, shakes her head
for or against.
Then she dances a few steps
that she invents and forgets,
no doubt finding out that life
moves on too fast.
It's not so much that she steps out
of the small body enclosing her,
but that all she carries in herself
frolics and ferments.
It's this dress that she'll remember
later in a sweet surrender;
when her whole life is full of risks,
the little red dress will always seem right.
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