Friday, April 25, 2008

The Kabir Book - Versions by Robert Bly

18

I talk to my inner lover, and I say, why such

rush?

We sense that there is some sort of spirit that loves

birds and animals and the ants-

perhaps the same one who gave a radiance to you in

your mother's womb.

Is it locical you would be walking around entirely

orphaned now?

The truth is you turned away yourself,

and decided to go into the dark alone.

Now you are tangled up in others, and have forgotten

what you once knew,

and that's why everything you do has come weird

failure in it.

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