Far beyond the dichotomy of right and wrong,
There’s a place to negotiate. I’ll meet you there.
In relationships, is that place called acceptance?
Rumi was quite the wise one. He breathed common sense.
Well in tune with the mystical, he had a flair
For expressing what’s hard to express like a song.
Love is one way to get to that space in-between
Our liking or disliking all that we behold.
But it is not the only way. It is but one.
Engaging with the texture of life has begun
In the moment one’s journey is left uncontrolled
By contingent discernment in all that is seen.
To be righteous, behaviors are scrutinized well.
To function in society, this is a must.
If one cannot discriminate, he’ll not succeed
In a world overcome with a measure of greed.
Is it wise, then, to nurture a strong sense of trust
In a world that can only be heaven or hell?
To succeed in one’s inner world, one must let go
Of all thought and emotion – all attachment to
That which causes selection to be the journey.
It is the destination one must clearly see
As devoid of duality. Can this be true?
Wise ones who’ve gone before us should very well know.