I read this poem recently at a small couples retreat at Lyric Springs. It is appropriate for me as I approach my 18th year of being a married person and just after the hallmark made holiday of Valentine’s day…AND it’s by one of my favorite mystic poets, Rumi.
As always, I invite you to read it aloud…to yourself or to your lover or to a room full of people who are asking what is next, after being in love…
AFTER BEING IN LOVE, THE NEXT RESPONSIBILITY
Turn me like a waterwheel turning a millstone.
Plenty of water, a Living River.
Keep me in one place and scatter the love.
Leaf-moves in wind, straw drawn toward amber,
all parts of the world are in love,
but they do not tell their secrets. Cows grazing
on a sacramental table, ants whispering in Solomon’s ear.
Mountains mumbling an echo. Sky, calm.
If the sun were not in love, he would have no brightness,
the side of the hill no grass on it.
The ocean would come to rest somewhere.
Be a lover as they are, that you come to know
your Beloved. Be faithful that you may know
Faith. The other parts of the universe did not accept
the next responsibility of love as you can.
They were afraid they might make a mistake
with it, the inspired knowing
that springs from being in love
FURUZANFAR #2674 (translated by Coleman Barks)
The Rumi Collection, edited by Kabir Helminski