Monday, February 25, 2013

The Waterwheel

The Waterwheel 



Stay together, friends.
 Don’t scatter and sleep
    Our friendship is made
    of being awake.
   
    The waterwheel accepts water
     and turns and gives it away,
    weeping.
   
    That way it stays in the garden,
    whereas another roundness rolls
     through a dry riverbed looking
    for what it thinks it wants.
   
    Stay here, quivering with each moment
    like a drop of mercury.



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