Spring is Christ, Raising martyred plants from their shrouds. Their mouths open in gratitude, wanting to be kissed. The glow of the rose and the tulip means a lamp is inside. A leaf trembles. I tremble in the wind-beauty like silk from Turkestan. The censer fans into flame. This wind is the Holy Spirit. The trees are Mary.
Coleman Barks Connected to the Carolinas
Source
"Spring is Christ" in Ch. 4: Spring Giddiness, p. 37
- work
- The Essential Rumi (1995)
- year
- 1995
- locator
- p. 37
Cite this record
“Spring is Christ, Raising martyred plants from their shrouds…” Coleman Barks. Carolina Quotes, record CQ-C723BA679F. https://carolinaquotes.com/quote/c723ba679f
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