The Bright Core of Failure – Rumi


Sometimes you enter the heart. Sometimes
you’re born from the soul. Sometimes you

weep a song of separation: all the same
glory. You live in beautiful forms and

you’re the energy that breaks images. All
light, neither this nor that. Human beings

go places on foot; angels, with wings. Even
if they find nothing but ruins and failure,

you’re the bright core of that. When angels
and humans are free of feet and wings, they’ll

understand that you are that lack, pure
absence. You’re in my eyes like a taste of

wine that blocks my understanding. That
ignorance glorifies. You talk and feel in

the talking: kingdom, finances, fire, smoke,
the senses, incense: all are your favorites!

A ship, Noah, blessings, luck, troubles that
pull us unknowingly toward treasure: look,

he’s being dragged away from his friends!
Nobody will see him anymore. This is your

story. I ask you, “Should I talk to this one?
Is he being drawn to me?” Silence. That too.

What is desire? What is it! Don’t laugh, my
soul. Show me the way through this desiring.

All the world loves you, but you are nowhere
to be found. Hidden and completely obvious.

You are the soul! You boil me down in a
saucepan, then ask why I’m spilling out. Is

it time for patience? Your bright being. My
heart is a saucepan. This writing, the record

of being torn apart in your fire, as aloe
wood most becomes itself when burning up.

Enough talk about burning! Everything, even
the end of this poem, is a taste of your glory.


About Mare Cromwell

Referred to as “The Voice of Earth Mother” by a gifted Shoshone elder, Mare Cromwell is a multi-award-winning author, Medicine woman/Lightworker and healer. She has also been told by another gifted elder that her work with Earth Mother is in the prophecies. Her books include: "The Great Mother Bible"; "Messages from Mother.... Earth Mother"; and "If I gave you God’s phone number.... Searching for Spirituality in America". She has studied with Native American teachers for twenty-two years and sat on the World Council for Wisdom Gatherings for three years. Mare leads workshops on our Sacred Planet-Earth Mother, Womb Wisdom and Sacred Silliness and more. She is the visionary and producer of the 1000 Goddesses Gathering in Washington DC. Mare loves to be involved in Ceremony. She is also a former worm herder. She calls Western Maryland home.
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