Thursday, April 16, 2009


The Mirror Between Us

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 ahhhhh retreats back into

my mouth, the same if the moon's
behind cloud or being released.

A pure silent look is better.

from "The Glance" by Jelaluddin Rumi 1244
translated to english by Coleman Barks, 1999

1 comment:

  1. Karishma: no me has dado tu dirección de correo y no he podido contestarte.