The Reed Flute’s Song – Rumi
Listen to the story told by the reed, of being separated.
“Since I was cut from the reedbed, I have made this crying sound.
Anyone apart from someone he loves understands what I say.
Anyone pulled from a source longs to go back.
At any gathering, I am there, mingling in the laughing and grieving,
a friend to each, but few will hear the secrets hidden within the notes. No ears for that.
Body flowing out of spirit; spirit up from body: no concealing that mixing. But it’s not given us to see the soul. The reed flute is fire, not wind. Be that empty.”
Hear the love fire tangled in the reed notes, as bewilderment melts into wine. The reed is a friend to all who want the fabric torn and drawn away. The reed is hurt and salve combining. Intimacy and longing for intimacy, one song.
Do you ever feel that deep longing for the intimacy of being back with Oneness? No longer any separation, but only the One, all of the different us-es together, back together with the whole.
We can go about our days, doing our work, being “played” like the flute at the gathering, mingling and laughing or sharing in the grieving. The outer being doing what seems to need doing, while the innermost being longs to be reconnected with the Source that provides all that the soul really needs.
Yet the outer being struggles with a suggestion to “be that empty.” To let loose of all the striving, the worries, the concerns. Doesn’t it seem that all that striving is what being human is about? Who would I be without the mental chatter, the focus on personal annoyances or worldly troubles? Or even the hundreds of small joys all around. Oh, to be empty and creating space for, and returning to, the One.
Here’s the link to a recent Facebook Live I did for the reading of the Reed Flute’s Song: https://www.facebook.com/kamalamurphey . Enjoy!