CowPi Journal

Like a Ruby

11 June 2006, 2 pm | Poem

An insight into the Trinity?

In the early morning hour,
just before dawn,
lover and beloved wake
and take a drink of water.

She asks,
“Do you love me
    or yourself more?
Really, tell the absolute truth.”

He says,
“There’s nothing left of me.
I’m like a ruby held up to the sunrise.
Is it still a stone,
    or a world made of redness?
It has no resistance to sunlight.”

— Rumi