Poem: What Was Said To The Rose
Author: Rumi Artist: Coleman Barks

What was said to the rose that made it open
was said to me here in my chest.

What was told the cypress
that made it strong and straight,
what was whispered the jasmine
so it is what it is,

whatever lets the pomegranate flower
blush like a human face,
that is being said to me now. I blush.

Whatever put eloquence in language,
that's happening here.

The great warehouse doors open;
I fill with gratitude,
chewing a piece of sugarcane,
in love with the one to whom every that belongs.