Why are you so enchanted by this world, when a mine of gold lies within you? ~Rumi
Eagles that soar far above cloud’s congested lanes
Seek once again their bondage,
Such is their wisdom and it goes to its very centre
of their ignorance;
Be not alarmed when the bugles sound
And the contagion of evil walks in smoke and wailing-
The victor’s price is blood and mother’s lament.
Every cleaving of the air merely
sweeps the dusty face of the earth
back and forth;
They shall too cease and wrap in the end
The disturber of earth and shaker of kingdoms.
Bid the minions of fearful factions
To lead the victor to his domain,
Into darkness and bind him to perpetual silence.
Brother what avails your search
To the depths of the farthest ocean swell
When the wind has turned
From a seizure to sleep?
If these oceans in relay swept round and round
Into a vortex without a center
Know for sure for all pother
End was not here or there
But down below laid in neat rows for timeless respite
By your father’s bier.