Listen, my friend, this road is the heart opening, <br />Kissing his feet, resistance broken, tears all night. <br /> <br />If we could reach the Lord through immersion in water, <br />I would have asked to be born a fish in this life. <br />If we could reach Him through nothing but berries and wild nuts, <br />Then surely the saints would have been monkeys when they came from the womb! <br />If we could reach him by munching lettuce and dry leaves, <br />Then the goats would surely go to the Holy One before us! <br /> <br />If the worship of stone statues could bring us all the way, <br />I would have adored a granite mountain years ago. <br /> <br />Mirabai says: The heat of midnight tears will bring you to God. <br /> <br />[Translated by Robert Bly]<br /><br />Mirabai<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-heat-of-midnight-tears/
