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Classic Rumi ...

whatever happens
to the world around
show me your purpose
show me your source

even if the world
is Godless and chaos
show me your anchor
show me your love

if there is hunger
if there is famine
show me your harvest
show me your resource

if life is bitter
everywhere snakes everywhere poison
show me your garden
show me your meadow

if the sun and the moon fall
if darkness rules the world
show me your light
show me your flame

if i have no mouth
or tongue to utter
words of your secrets
show me your fountain

i'll keep silence
how can i express
your life when mine
still is untold

-- Rumi

It's been over 15 years since I last wrote a poem on my own. It took me 15 minutes to write this one in the morning. I had this on my mind for a very long time, it just need the pen to talk to the paper!

Someday, I'll write happier poems :-)


The Storm

"Why am I all alone?", cried the droplet in distress,
When the mighty river meanders far and wide,
Therein lie all my friends splashing and frolicking
While I am left to die

We spent so much time together,
Meeting new friends from stream and the lake,
Caressing the winds that swept our path,
And tugging the lonely boat in its wake

The days that we spent fighting,
Merry laughter, banter, and that naughty lie,
Yet when the time came for us to be together,
While I am left to die

"Why me?" asked the droplet,
Unable to comprehend,
Why must I live a life condemned
While the others have a friend?

Brooding at the heavens above,
It looked at the Gods with a sigh,
Praying for that faint ray of hope,
While I am left to die

The Maker gave a faint smile,
As He looked down at His child,
She was still broken and weeping,
The storm was raging ... the wind was howling wild.

The droplet was still musing
Of the days when they would lie,
Dreaming of their unfulfilled dreams,
While I am left to die

"You're never alone", said the Maker,
As the storm did subside,
The sun was out and the droplet went home.
"Sometimes you need to wait a while!"

-- Palani