THE INNER SLUMBER – RUMI
Fragments from different poems:
A man goes to sleep in the town
where he has always lived and dreams
to be living in another town
In the dream he doesn’t remember
the town he’s sleeping in his bed in
but believes the dream town’s reality the world is that kind of sleep.
Do you still really believe in your own dream town’s reality?
It isn’t real at all.
in the future, in the distance, those are illusions.
Taste the here and the now of God.
If you knew yourself for even one moment,
if you could just glimpse your most beautiful
maybe you wouldn’t slumber so deeply
in that house of clay.
Then adds these comforting verses:
Why should we grieve that we have been sleeping?
It doesn’t matter how long we have been unconscious.
We are groggy, but let the guilt go.
Feel the motions of tenderness
around you, the buoyancy.