INTERNATIONAL RUMI YEAR (V)
"Only the holder the flag fits into and wind. No flag"

Stay together, friends

Don't scatter and sleep.

Our frienship is made

of being awake.

The waterwheel accepts water

and turns and gives it away,

weeping.

The 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.

In the slaughterhouse of love, they kill

only the best, none of the weak or deformed.

Don't run away from this dying.

Whoever's not killed for love is dead meat.

(trad. Coleman Barks e John Moyne)

(2007)