What Was Told, That (Rumi)

What Was Told, That by the poet Rumi.

I know it's translated, but gosh, I love the phrasing and the line lengths and the couplets of this poem. Pretty groovy stuff.

The poem reminds me of the song sung by Nina Simone: Feeling Good. Things are wholly awesome. And by hearing that song, by reading this poem I feel a shadow of that complete goodness and simply have to smile. I felt a little lighter as I finished reading this poem.

Favorite line: "What was said to the rose that made it open was said/to me here in my chest."