A Rabia Poem for Your Weekend
Something is missing from all I see
The Sky Gave Me Its Heart
The sky gave me its heart
because it knew mine was not
large enough to care
for the earth the way
it did.
Why is it we think of God so much?
Why is there so much talk
about love?
When an animal is wounded
no one has to tell it, "You need to heal"
so naturally it will nurse
itself the best it can.
My eye kept telling me,
"Something is missing from
all I see." So it went in search
of the cure.
The cure for me was His Beauty,
the remedy--
for me was to
love.“Rabia of Basra (c. 717-801) is without doubt the most popular and influential of female Islamic saints and a central figure in the Sufi tradition.”
- excerpt and poem from Love Poems from God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West by Daniel Ladinsky
May your weekend bring beauty to cure your ills.
Peace & Grace,
Shannon