"Burnt Kabob", by Jelaluddin Rumi
I'm very happy that without planning it, I have created with my blog a library of poems that may serve as inspiration to others, poems that touch me deeply and have to do with my personal journey, and that work well to share in my yoga classes.
Last week I introduced to the students the mantra "Om namo namah" "I honor This", and decided to pair it with a short meaningful poem, so I went back to the beautiful book "The Essential Rumi", translated by Coleman Barks, a gift from a dear friend, and stumbled upon these few stanzas (p.8), excerpt from the poem "Burnt Kakob":
"But listen to me: for one moment,
quit being sad. Hear blessings
dropping their blossoms
around you. God."
"Thirst drove me down to the water
where I drank the moon's reflection."
Here is the full poem:
by Jelaluddin Rumi
Last year, I admired wines. This,
I’m wandering inside the red world.
Last year, I gazed at the fire.
This year I’m burnt kabob.
Thirst drove me down to the water
where I drank the moon’s reflection.
Now I am a lion staring up totally
lost in love with the thing itself.
Don’t ask questions about longing.
Look in my face.
Soul drunk, body ruined, these two
sit helpless in a wrecked wagon.
Neither knows how to fix it.
And my heart, I’d say it was more
like a donkey sunk in a mudhole,
struggling and miring deeper.
But listen to me: for one moment,