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 G-d 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"; 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
transl. by Daniel Ladinsky, found in "Love Poems from G-d: Twelve sacred voices from the east and west." Copyright
© Daniel Ladinsky, 2002
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