Rumi at Bondi Beach

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 suffering
can soon transform into…
the call of gulls
flying overhead
transform into a love song.

Rumi: If it fades, we fade

Arjuna: The love song
becomes a song of mourning.
Letting go of the past
I feel my pain.
Growing, releasing,
e x p a n d i n g
making new spaces
in my mind.
A new song
is born in my heart.
A song of wholeness
and integration.
A song of peace!

Rumi: All day and night music.

Arjuna: I hear
the harmony of the spheres
in the song of the sea.

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Comment by Kevin on January 13, 2009 at 4:38pm: Great work of resource interpretation. It rivals the work of John Muir. I think your background in social ecology is showing through.

Comment by Ben-Zion Weiss on December 10, 2008 at 2:07am: Thankyou Sister! For your heartfelt response. Such echoes reverbererate throughout the universe in every "Yes". Yesterday I attended a session on Deep Listening at the World Indigenous Education Conference in Melbourne and it was all through poetry, art, music, drama and story - it reminded me that in this ancient land such deep listening called Dadirri in one Aboriginal language is part of a way of being conscious in an ancient land, Love Ben/Arjuna