Radiate Joy! (Stacy Wills, 2013)
The mandala was created using a photograph of a gladiola as the source image.
Just a little "happy" on this last day of May from Rumi and me!
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Showing posts with label rumi. Show all posts
Friday, May 31, 2013
Sunday, November 11, 2012
let the beauty we love...
Multiples (Stacy Wills, 2012)
let the beauty we love
be what we do. there
are hundreds of ways to
kneel and kiss the ground.
-rumi (1207 - 1273)
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
moving water - a poem from rumi
meandering by stacy wills
(9" x 12" mixed media on watercolor paper)
moving water
when you do things from your soul,
you feel a river moving in you, a joy.
when actions come from another section,
the feeling disappears.
don't let others lead you. they may be blind or,
worse, vultures.
reach for the rope of god. and what is that?
putting aside self-will.
because of willfulness people sit in jail,
the trapped bird's wings are tied,
fish sizzle in the skillet.
...you've seen a magistrate inflict visible punishment.
now see the invisible.
if you could leave your selfishness, you would see
how you've been torturing your soul.
we are born and live inside black water
in a well.
how could we know what an open field of sunlight is?
Don't insist on going where you think you want to go.
ask the way to the spring.
your living pieces will form a harmony.
there is a moving palace that floats in the air
with balconies and clear water flowing through,
infinity everywhere, yet contained
under a single tent.
- rumi (1207 - 1273)
translated by coleman barks
moving water
when you do things from your soul,
you feel a river moving in you, a joy.
when actions come from another section,
the feeling disappears.
don't let others lead you. they may be blind or,
worse, vultures.
reach for the rope of god. and what is that?
putting aside self-will.
because of willfulness people sit in jail,
the trapped bird's wings are tied,
fish sizzle in the skillet.
...you've seen a magistrate inflict visible punishment.
now see the invisible.
if you could leave your selfishness, you would see
how you've been torturing your soul.
we are born and live inside black water
in a well.
how could we know what an open field of sunlight is?
Don't insist on going where you think you want to go.
ask the way to the spring.
your living pieces will form a harmony.
there is a moving palace that floats in the air
with balconies and clear water flowing through,
infinity everywhere, yet contained
under a single tent.
- rumi (1207 - 1273)
translated by coleman barks
Sunday, January 22, 2012
stay here
thinking gives off smoke
to prove the existence of fire.
a mystic sits inside the burning.
there are wonderful shapes
in rising smoke
that imagination loves to watch.
but it's a mistake to leave the fire
for that filmy sight.
stay here...
at the flame's core.
-rumi (1207-1273)
Monday, August 8, 2011
from the one heart
hear from the heartwordless mysteries!
understand what cannot be
understood...
in our stone-dark hearts
there burns a fire
that burns all veils to their
root and foundation.
when the veils are burned
away, the heart will
understand completely...
ancient love will unfold
ever-fresh forms
in the heart of the spirit,
in the core of the heart.
-rumi (1207-1273)
Sunday, November 7, 2010
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