J's Musings

Rumi once asked us,

To meet him in a garden outside of this world of right and wrong;

I wonder if then,

He was referring to heaven.

I know one day I will meet him there.

But with him,

I will also have to face God,

And I can only imagine her disappointed face;

For I have lived pretending not to know her.

When she asks,

Why I have ignored her presence so,

I shall tell her,

I could not have loved those I loved,

Not have said what I said,

I could not have done as I did,

If I acknowledged here being.

For on earth,

In this world,

To know God,

Is to restrict oneself.

To not love,

To not live.

And maybe she will get me,

And I can share a cup of tea,

With Rumi,

And God,

In a garden,

Out of this world of right and wrong.

By,

Janhavi