Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Remix Sonnet: Ibn 'Arabi and Frost

I have a garden amongst the flames!
I have marveled at an ocean without shore.
I have caught this moment we are in.

I have to submit to the rule of parting.
I have an inner reality pure as gold,
And an azure dome raised over the earth.

I have a noble spirit put to trial
When he destroys it utterly at once,
Causing me to dwell in paradise.

But the concealed secret has no location,
No rapture, reason, ardor, nor tears
To quench the fire within my heart.

He whom I love is between my ribs:
I have made myself a message not heard. 

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