This We Have Now

This We Have Now

 This we have now

 is not imagination.
    
 This is not
 grief or joy.
   
 Not a judging state,

 or an elation,
 or sadness.
     

Those come
 and go.
    
 This is the presence

 that doesn’t.
     

 It's dawn, Husam,
 here in the splendor of coral,
 inside the Friend, the simple truth
 of what Hallaj said.
   
 What else could human beings want?
    
 When grapes turn to wine,
 they’re wanting
 this.
   
 When the nightsky pours by,
 it’s really a crowd of beggars,
 and they all want some of this!
   
 This
 that we are now
 created the body, cell by cell,
  like bees building a honeycomb.
   
 The human body and the universe
 grew from this, not this
 from the universe and the human body.

From http://persweb.wabash.edu/facstaff/hulenp/sperit/poetry/rumi/thisweha.html