This poem was in Rob Brezsny’s newsletter today:
translated by Daniel Ladinsky
I taste what you taste. I know the kind of lyrics your
Soul most likes. I know which sounds will become
Resplendent in your mind and bring such pleasure
Your feet will jump and whirl.
I have no use for divine patience — my lips are always
Burning and everywhere. I am running from every corner
Of this world and sky wanting to kiss you.
I am rioting at your door;
I am spinning in midair like golden falling leaves
Trying to win your glance.
I am sweetly rolling against your walls and shores
All night, even though you are asleep. I am singing from
The mouths of animals and birds. . . to let
you know the Beautiful Truth.
Also, a new issue of Blue Eyes Magazine.
I love this poem. It’s beautiful. Thank you for sharing.
ps. fantastic photographs on blue eyes magazine.
i moved from san francisco to portland two years ago and really appreciate the beauty of your photos from around the city. thank you. i hope each day is becoming just a little bit easier for you and your husband. nicole
Beautiful poem and beautiful pictures always. Thank you for sharing this and so much. Sending you and your husband many healing vibes.
Thanks for the love and the link to the magazine. Best and peace to you, jdl
I hope you are healing, breathing, smiling.
I send you lots of light and love.
hi andrea — i was listening to the indigo girls’ new cd today (all that we let in) and heard something on one of the tracks that made me think of you — “you may not see it when it’s sticking to your skin, but we’re better off for all that we let in.” i know this little bit of song lyric probably doesn’t comfort you much — but hopefully the fact that you are in my thoughts and prayers every day will, if only a teeny tiny bit. many hugs, jenn
Beautiful Andrea… you and your dear husband are in my thoughts. Thank you for opening your heart to us all. You’ve greatly touched my life with your tenderness and openess. Blessings to you both!
I wish someone had written this poem specifically for me, but am grateful for its lovely existance nonetheless…
How lovely this poem is,…almost achingly, painfully beautiful….thank you for sharing.
excellent photo, andrea.
& a beautiful poem by Hafiz.