All my springs are in you
I watch evening’s documentary on Rumi and find my morning in his poetry. Be silent, like a fish, and go into that pleasant sea.You are in deep waters...
Category: Spirituality
Another Day
Today was sucked into another day. You could think it a new day if you allowed yourself to be fooled. You could believe its lie, let it tell you its gauzy seduc...
Dreams, Death, Transcendence
This morning it was comforting to hear the shopping cart stopping beneath our window, then the muffled rummaging made by its driver, then the loose rattlin...
Robert Bruce MacLaughlin
Surely everyone stands as a mere breath. Surely everyone goes about like a shadow. Surely for nothing they are in turmoil; And now, O Lord, what do I wait for? ...