The Sufi poet Rumi makes me smile and his lines below reminded me of two things simultaneously:
1. The song we sang in church, “Just as I am”…(Oh lamb of God, I come)
2. I also thought of a pastel I made of a little girl, sans clothing, running through a field at sunrise. Didn’t Jesus say we have to come as little children?
Since Sufis dance as they worship, I hope Rumi wouldn’t mind my little child dancing to his poem… 🙂
Come, come, whoever you are,
Wanderer, idolater, worshiper of fire,
Come even though you have broken your vows a thousand times,
Come, and come yet again.
Ours is not a caravan of despair.