A giant flower blooms
in the garden of the sky
One bold blossom
pollinates the land
out of pure devotion
no fragrance
no color
nor petals possessed
yet offers fullness and flow
and a sermon on change
and powerful secret things
Like shadows and tides within
as a gift
to The Landed Ones
There’s no escape:
The light penetrates
Even among the weeds
Moonbeams bounce
from blade to blade
Flushing out hidden things
and pulling at deepest currents
Where stagnant blood begins to stir
Tell me, whose pulse does not quicken?
No, there’s no hiding
Only standing in awe
to receive the blessing
of Sky Flower
In your blood
letting it circulate through
Rumi and the Shadow 