My Divine Beloved

Ever since we first crossed each other's paths, And our eyes met, The sun and the moon became my eyes, Now I see you all the time no matter where ever you are. The wind whispers the straits of your listless heart, And the vigorous waves bring ashore your news from afar. Yet my heart is sorrowful lamenting your absence, I see you every where but you are not in my arms, The flower-laden boughs betray the sweet fragrance of your tresses But I cannot smell the scent of your body. Oh, no heart should ache with longing, No hurt should go too deep. Either you intoxicate me with your ethereal beauty, Or strike me down to dust. For my love is my faith, My faith is my belief, My belief is my worship, My worship is my salvation, My salvation is my immortality, My immortality is the divine consciousness. Note: Jalal al-din Rumi is one of the world's most revered mystical poets. He was a religious ecstatic and an enraptured poet who invented the famous whirling, circling dance of the Mevlevi Dervishes. ~Abdul Malik / 5/6/15 ~Your Favorite poem contest by Judy Konos