Ecstatic Lovers of God

Part of my journey and my healing module is my great love of Persian  Poets Saints; Hafiz and  Rumi.
Their poetry and dance can take one into higher states of consciousness.

I will share 3 of my favorite poems: I lived once in a Guest House that had a Tree House in the yard.

1. Hafiz-
In A Tree House

Light will someday split you open
Even if your life is now a cage,
For a divine seed, the crown of destiny,
Is hidden and sown on an ancient, fertile plain
You hold title to.

Love will surely bust you wide open
Into an unfettered, blooming new galaxy
Even if your mind is now
A spoiled mule.

A life-giving radiance will come,
The Friend's gratuity will come-

O look again within yourself,
For I know you were once the elegant host
To all the marvels in creation.

From a sacred crevice in your body
A bow rises each night
An shoots your soul into God.

Behold the beautiful drunk singing one
From the lunar vantage point of love.
He is conducting the affairs
Of the whole universe

While throwing wild parties
In a tree house-on a limb
In your heart.

2. Rumi-
The Guest House

This being human is a guest house
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all.
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture.

Still treat guest honorably
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

3. Hafiz-
When the violin
Can forgive the past.
It starts singing.

When the violin can stop worrying
About the future

You will become
such a drunk laughing nuisance

That God
Will then lean down
And start combing you into
His hair.

When the violin can forgive
Every wound caused by others
The heart starts singing.


To see the ecstatic dances of Rumi's Dervishes click here.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O3wi-jhXhYw

It doesn't matter how many times I read these poems, when the words stop me in my tracks,  I am always moved to tears.