“O friend, Who could be so lucky?
Who comes to a lake for water
And sees the reflection of the moon?
Who, like Jacob blind with grief and age,
smells the shirt of his lost son
and can see again?
Who parched with thirst,
Lowers a bucket into a well
And comes up with an Ocean of nectar?
Who could be so lucky?
Or like Moses goes for fire
and finds what burns inside the sunrise?
Jesus slips into a house to escape enemies,
And discovers a passage to the other world.
Soloman cuts open a fish, and there’s a gold ring.
Who could be so lucky?
An oyster opens his mouth for a drop of water,
And discovers a shinning pearl within himself
Who could be so lucky?
But, O friend,
don’t be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others.
Unfold Your Own Myth!”
Jalāl al-Dīn Muḥammad Rūmī
Chorlton Unitarians 