"Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,What a great place...
There is a field. I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
The world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase each other
Doesn't make any sense."
Monday, May 15, 2006
Inspired on the Subway
During the hours I spent on the subway yesterday, I read a really great poem that is part of the Poetry in Motion series. It's was so striking that I wrote it down in my journal and looked up the poet when I got home. The poet's name is Jelaluddin Rumi. He/She is a Sufi poet. I don't know what that means exactly, but I am going to find out. It still has stayed with me, so I want to share it with you: