I should be quiet and move
toward a reverent silence.
but how can my mouth be quiet, when it's not my mouth
but my lip's soul that speaks?
I Look for Wisdom but How will I hear knowledge
if I will not allow my ears to hear?
My ears are pricked but how can my ears hear,
above the exaulting noise made by the heart?
I speak and say nothing
I hear and cannot understand words
being both blind and deaf
I am going to amount to nothing
I have and will become nothing
I am a drifting piece of nothing...
I sit upon this complacent cloud
Immersed and totally absorbed by Love,
And being at one with Love;
nothing here on God's Green earth disturb me.
-ernest
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Having already been silenced by "Love's Master"
i will let another speak for me:
The MIRROR BETWEEN US
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -Jelaluddin Rumi
The mirror between us is breath
mist when I speak. Your face
in water: I reach, the work
grows muddy. Even 'friend' and
'beloved' are wrong words for this.
Even 'ahhhhhhh' retreats back into
my mouth, the same as if the moon's
behind a cloud or being released.
A pure silent look is better.
-translated by Coleman Bark