The Declaration of the Báb—May 23rd, 1844
At the start of each new day,
light breaks on the shore of the world
engendering motion and delight.
As night ebbs, birds receive the first subtle missive—
creating lush music of rebirth and renewal from every several tree.
Oceans of song rush out to greet warmth washing in.
Ants sing it,
stones sing it,
even our hearts
(while we lie on our couches in curtained rooms)
sing right along.
The core of us listens for the mercy of re-creation.
Why do we sleep?
Rhonda Palmer
“The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don't go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don't go back to sleep.”
Excerpt from The Essential Rumi, translation by Coleman Barks with John Moyne, 1995.
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