Rumi eloquently captures my heart bursting love for this
glorious Kentucky Spring:
Say, I Am You ~ Rumi
I am dust
particles in sunlight.
I am the
round sun.
To the bits
of dust I say, Stay.
To the sun, Keep moving.
I am morning
mist,
and the breathing
of evening.
I am wind in
the top of a grove,
and surf on
the cliff.
Mast, rudder,
helmsman, and keel,
I am also the
coral reef they founder on.
I am a tree
with a trained parrot in its branches.
Silence,
thought, and voice.
The musical air
coming through a flute,
a spark of
stone, a flickering in metal.
Both candle
and the moth crazy around it.
Rose, and the
nightingale lost in the fragrance.
I am all
orders of being, the circling galaxy,
the
evolutionary intelligence, the lift, and the falling away.
What is, and
what isn't.
You who know,
Jelaluddin,
You the one
in all, say who I am.
Say I am you.
