Rumi’s Field
Beyond aesthetics
Beyond recognition
Beyond thought
There is the place where beauty lives
This earthly matter which is She
needs us to breathe her
into being
bring her into being
Meet her in all our doings
In this world of wrongdoings and rightdoings…
There is a field…
I will meet you there…
In Rumi’s naked field we meet
Human to Human
Woman to Woman
Man to Man
There She resides
Elemental holy places
Water, earth, air, fire
Fields of dancing light
Can we stand to know
Our sacred body?
Our subtle body?
Our earthly body?
Let the craving for being
Be satisfied in the depths
Cradled deep by the Feminine
In kinship with the Masculine
Let your yearning lead you home…
Home yearning
Home longing
Home dancing
I’ll meet you there.
written by Susan Davis Martin, after Wellsprings, June 2006