Lord, said David, since you do not need us, <br />why did you create these two worlds? <br /> <br />Reality replied: O prisoner of time, <br />I was a secret treasure of kindness and generosity, <br />and I wished this treasure to be known, <br />so I created a mirror: its shining face, the heart; <br />its darkened back, the world; <br />The back would please you if you've never seen the face. <br /> <br />Has anyone ever produced a mirror out of mud and straw? <br />Yet clean away the mud and straw, <br />and a mirror might be revealed. <br /> <br />Until the juice ferments a while in the cask, <br />it isn't wine. If you wish your heart to be bright, <br />you must do a little work. <br /> <br />My King addressed the soul of my flesh: <br />You return just as you left. <br />Where are the traces of my gifts? <br /> <br />We know that alchemy transforms copper into gold. <br />This Sun doesn't want a crown or robe from God's grace. <br />He is a hat to a hundred bald men, <br />a covering for ten who were naked. <br /> <br />Jesus sat humbly on the back of an ass, my child! <br />How could a zephyr ride an ass? <br />Spirit, find your way, in seeking lowness like a stream. <br />Reason, tread the path of selflessness into eternity. <br /> <br />Remember God so much that you are forgotten. <br />Let the caller and the called disappear; <br />be lost in the Call.<br /><br />Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/be-lost-in-the-call/
