Wednesday, February 6, 2013


“This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred

 veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to

 take a step without feet.”  - Rumi

This, in honor of my one little word for 2013. I love the idea of a secret sky. How can a sky be secret? Could it be a boy at his window at night? Or someone in a train car peeping out through a crack?

And how miraculous, to think of love as something which causes a hundred veils to fall each moment. To be that vulnerable, that naked. What does that sky look like?

Finally, finally, that wonderful, faith-filled flight...

For some gorgeous artwork that speaks to me of secret skies, visit Mandie Magowan.

What does your secret sky look like? Let's write poems!


  1. Irene, I *love* Rumi's poetry. I have been reading one Rumi poem each night for about six months. The directions he takes! The metaphors! So much to be learned from studying his work.

  2. Thanks for sharing, Irene. What evocative paintings, and interesting color palettes! The Rumi quote here brings to mind Jama's PF post today, as we're all floating toward Valentine's Day.

  3. Wow, the quote & the artwork-gorgeous Irene. I imagine that many would love that work. I had forgotten your OLW, but now that you've reminded me, I see the nice connection with the paintings. Thanks for all!


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