Rumi imagining more, the taste and scent of reality.
Sitting In The Orchard
A man sits in an orchard, fruit trees full
and the vines plump. He has his head
on his knee; his eyes are closed.
His friend says, “Why stay sunk in mystical
meditation when the world is like this?
Such visible grace.”
He replies, “The outer is an elaboration
of the inner. I prefer the origin.”
Natural beauty is a tree limb reflected
in the water of a creek, quivering there, not
there. The growing that moves in the soul
is more real than tree limbs and reflections.
We laugh and feel happy or sad over all this.
Try instead to get a scent
of the true orchard. Taste the vineyard
within the vineyard.
by Jelaluddin Rumi (1207-1273), from Rumi the Book of Love, 2003
translated from the Persian by Coleman Barks