Love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea. —Henry Fielding

09 April 2004

Why I love the internet

Ayana called me yesterday and she could remember the first line of a poem that she just knew we used in Bakkhai, but that's all she could remember. Of course, I just put the line into a search engine, and up it comes. This is by Rumi:


Those who don't feel this Love
pulling them like a river,
those who don't drink dawn
like a cup of spring water
or take in sunset like supper,
those who don't want to change,

let them sleep.

This Love is beyond the study of theology,
that old trickery and hypocrisy.
I you want to improve your mind that way,

sleep on.

I've given up on my brain.
I've torn the cloth to shreds
and thrown it away.

If you're not completely naked,
wrap your beautiful robe of words
around you,

and sleep.