Words to live by: Rumi

Don’t Go Back To Sleep

For years, copying other people, I tried to know myself.
From within, I couldn’t decide what to do.
Unable to see, I heard my name being called.
Then I walked outside.

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don’t go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don’t go back to sleep.


This poem brings together so many things that I love, both past and present. The spiritual, mystical magic of dawn and dusk. The transcendental poetry of Rumi (I checked out a Rumi anthology from the library last year and was pained to tear myself away from it upon its return).  Yet another excellent tidbit in the weekly Parabola magazine newsletter.  And this particular poem always brings me back to a little-known favorite childhood novel: Belle Prater’s Boy.  I don’t want to spoil the plot in any way (and, truth be told, it’s been years since I’ve read it), but definitely check this one out at your local library.  Complex characters, marvelous mystic poetry, a lovely setting, and it’s a young adult book to boot which makes it an easy one night read.

May your weekends be filled with awe and joy ❤

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