There is a community of the spirit. Join it, and feel the delight of walking in the noisy street and being the noise. Drink all your passion, and be a disgrace. Close both eyes to see with the other eye.
From Essential Rumi by Coleman Barks
When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.
When actions come from another section, the feeling disappears. Don't let
others lead you. They may be blind or, worse, vultures. Reach for the rope
of God. And what is that? Putting aside self-will. Because of willfulness
people sit in jail, the trapped bird's wings are tied, fish sizzle in the skillet.
The anger of police is willfulness. You've seen a magistrate inflict visible punishment. Now
see the invisible. If you could leave your selfishness, you would see how you've
been torturing your soul. We are born and live inside black water in a well.
How could we know what an open field of sunlight is? Don't insist on going where
you think you want to go. Ask the way to the spring. Your living pieces will form
a harmony. There is a moving palace that floats in the air with balconies and clear
water flowing through, infinity everywhere, yet contained under a single tent.
From The Glance by Coleman Barks
Birdsong brings relief to my longing I'm just as ecstatic as they are, but with nothing to say! Please universal soul, practice some song or something through me!