Here’s the Problem with Reading Rumi

It’s not what you think

Mitch Ditkoff: Lover of Life, Rumi, Hafiz & Kabir

Here’s the problem with reading Rumi:
There’s a good chance you will never come back,
which might, of course, be fine for you, oh seeker of light,
but what about the person you are most committed to
here on planet earth? Won’t they feel abandoned,
you having disappeared without a trace
your body now a shadow,
your heart having exploded into a thousand pieces,
each one a seed to populate another world?

What about that person,
the one you share your hopes and dreams with,
the one who holds you late at night?

If this is what concerns you, my friend,
simply tell your partner this:
Oh my dearest darling,
I would love you from here to infinity
if only I knew who I was,
I would sing to you all day and night,
which is why, you see, I read Rumi, the pied piper of my soul.

You and I are far more than just a couple, my dear,
we are couplets in a much greater poem…