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Onoma Oct 2012
A red rosegarden submerged by a
flash flood...a break in clouds.
The sun plays across the red
rosegarden, an aqua posterity...
as if luminescent blinds open a
window to a deeper beauty.
The preemptive strike of being
pools their red...swayed in a
drowned breeze--their lucid
signatures gladly sign them away.
Rumi  Nov 2010
Gone to the Unseen
At last you have departed and gone to the Unseen.
What marvelous route did you take from this world?

Beating your wings and feathers,
you broke free from this cage.
Rising up to the sky
you attained the world of the soul.
You were a prized falcon trapped by an Old Woman.
Then you heard the drummer's call
and flew beyond space and time.

As a lovesick nightingale, you flew among the owls.
Then came the scent of the rosegarden
and you flew off to meet the Rose.

The wine of this fleeting world
caused your head to ache.
Finally you joined the tavern of Eternity.
Like an arrow, you sped from the bow
and went straight for the bull's eye of bliss.

This phantom world gave you false signs
But you turned from the illusion
and journeyed to the land of truth.

You are now the Sun -
what need have you for a crown?
You have vanished from this world -
what need have you to tie your robe?

I've heard that you can barely see your soul.
But why look at all? -
yours is now the Soul of Souls!

O heart, what a wonderful bird you are.
Seeking divine heights,
Flapping your wings,
you smashed the pointed spears of your enemy.

The flowers flee from Autumn, but not you -
You are the fearless rose
that grows amidst the freezing wind.

Pouring down like the rain of heaven
you fell upon the rooftop of this world.
Then you ran in every direction
and escaped through the drain spout . . .

Now the words are over
and the pain they bring is gone.
Now you have gone to rest
in the arms of the Beloved.
I promised you a rose garden
It was beautiful from the day it started
But it died down in the winter
To come back in the spring
Coming back full of life
Kind of like you everytime
You don't say never
You are relentless
I promised you a rose garden
Because I can't just say what I feel
I must show it through the end of time

— The End —