The Breeze at Dawn

The Breeze at Dawn

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don’t go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don’t go back to sleep.

Rumi/tr. Coleman Barks

This is one of David’s favorite poems.  He recited it often, and we would always have a good laugh about not going back to sleep, especially since that meant to us that we were not just awake but hopefully had managed to cultivate some wisdom along the way.


Today like every other day, we wake up empty
and frightened.
Don’t open the door to the study and begin reading.
Take down a musical instrument.

Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.

Rumi/tr. Coleman Barks

David always used this poem to encourage me to play my piano, to improvise in tones and modalities I loved, and to continue to write poetry and share it with others.  Throughout all the years we shared our lives with each other, with family and with friends, he never stopped painting.  During the day his work as a scientific illustrator kept him busy, but after work, the time was his to create.