O My Beloved <br />when I first cast eyes on You, <br /> <br />if You had looked as I expected <br />I would have greeted you as an old friend <br /> <br />whom I had waited for, <br />knowing I would recognise You from afar; <br /> <br />but instead, you appear to me <br />so unexpectedly, in so many new disguises - <br /> <br />as a baby; in the face of a passing stranger, <br />as a new flower; waiting in the shade of a tree – <br /> <br />that, taken by surprise, I see only You <br />before I see all else. <br /> <br />This is Your greatest gift to me, <br />beyond all old, beyond all new, <br /> <br />O My Beloved.<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-spirit-of-rumi-8/
