Ben-Zion Weiss's Blog – November 2008 Archive (1)

A poem

by



Arjuna Ben-Zion Weiss



Rumi: All day and night music



Arjuna: The sounds of the sea

roar in my ear –

giant waves crash

against the rocks.

Poseidon’s horses’

manes stream in the wind –

where does this music come from?



Rumi: A quiet, bright reed song



Arjuna: The reed flute

cut from its river bed

cries for its roots,

and yet our song of… Continue