Thursday, November 29, 2007

Hiding Inside God

As we move toward Advent this Sunday, here's a wonderful poem by Rumi:

Before these possessions you love
slip away, say what Mary said
when she was surprised by Gabriel.

I'll hide inside God.

Naked in her room
she saw a form of beauty
that could give her new life.

Like the sun coming up,
or a rose as it opens,
she leaped, as her habit was,
out of herself into the presence.

There was fire in the channel of her breath.
Light and majesty came.

I am smoke from the fire
and proof of its existence,
more than any external form.

(The poem is Colin Barks’ translation. The painting is by Henry Tanner.)

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