A Taste of Egoless Eternity. {175.}

A Taste of Egoless Eternity. {175.}
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“I am part of the load
Not rightly balanced
I drop off in the grass,
like the old cave-sleepers,
to browse wherever I fall.

For hundreds of thousands of years,
I have been dust-grains
floating and flying in the will of the air,
often forgetting even being in that state,
but in sleep I migrate back.
I spring loose,
from the four-branched,
time-and-space cross,
this waiting room.

I walk into a huge pasture.
I nurse the milk of millennia.

Everyone does this in different ways.
knowing that conscious decisions
and personal memory
are much too small a place to live.
Every human being streams at night
into the loving nowhere,
or during the day,
in some absorbing work.”

---- Jalaluddin Rumi; Masnavi, VI 216-227.
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