Beggars
Rumi
come, beggars
sit with open hands
at the gate
of nothingness
God will bring bread
without the medium
of bread
sweetness
without honey or bee
when past and future
dissolve
there is only you
senseless as a lute
upon the breast of God.
from: Rumi, Fragments & Ecstacies;
Omega Publications, New Lebanon,1981
Translation: Daniel Liebert