Saturday, 19 August 2017

the dream

from "the dream that must be interpreted"
by rumi

"a man goes to sleep in the town
where he has always lived, and he dreams he's living
in another town.

in the dream, he doesn't remember
the town he's sleeping in his bed in. he believes
the reality of the dream town.

the world is that kind of sleep.

the dust of many crumbled cities
settles over us like a forgetful doze,
but we are older than those cities.

we began as a mineral. we emerged into plant life
and into the animal state, and then into being human.
and always we have forgotten our former states,
except in early spring when we slightly recall
being green again.

that's how a young person leans toward a teacher. that's how a baby
leans toward the breast, without knowing the secret
of its desire, yet turning instinctively.

humankind is being led along an evolving course,
through this migration of intelligence,
and though we seem to be sleeping,
there is an inner wakefulness
that directs the dream,

and that will eventually startle us back
to the truth of who we are. "

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