Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Heather Jephcott writes

He Opened The Door

He opened the door
and said,
"Welcome, my dear one."

I came in 
with gladness flooding my heart
into a place
where I knew
love was waiting for me.

1 comment:

  1. This is in a long line of poetry that straddles the line between religious and erotic poetry. Among the best known in this category are those by the 13th century Persian Sufi mystic Rumi, who composed over 40,000 lyric verses.Here is one of them, as translated by Coleman Barks.

    What Was Told, That

    What was said to the rose that made it open was said
    to me here in my chest.

    What was told the cypress that made it strong
    and straight, what was

    whispered the jasmine so it is what it is, whatever made
    sugarcane sweet, whatever

    was said to the inhabitants of the town of Chigil in
    Turkestan that makes them

    so handsome, whatever lets the pomegranate flower blush
    like a human face, that is

    being said to me now. I blush. Whatever put eloquence in
    language, that’s happening here.

    The great warehouse doors open; I fill with gratitude,
    chewing a piece of sugarcane,


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