LilacFree (lilacfree) wrote,

Somebody else's poetry

These are pieces from the work of Lal Ded, a female poet from 14th century India. They were quoted in my fanfic, and I've collected them here, simply because they're beautiful all on their own.

Dance, Lalla, with nothing on but air
Sing, Lalla, wearing the sky
Look at this glowing day!
What clothes could be so beautiful, or more sacred?

I didn’t trust it for a moment, but I drank it anyway, the wine of my own poetry.

If I could scatter the southern clouds
and empty out the ocean,
cure lepers with a healing potion,
I'd still not have the tool
to clarify my words for a fool.

On the way to God the difficulties feel like being ground by a millstone
Like night coming at noon, like lightning through the clouds.
But don't worry!
What must come, comes.
Face everything with love,
as your mind dissolves in God.

The soul, like the moon,
is new, and always new again.
And I have seen the ocean
continuously creating.
Since I scoured my mind
and my body, I too, Lalla,
am new, each moment new.
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