Gitali 19
My heart is mirrored
in the boundless sky.
The pain-flute plays
in the winds.
See! The ardour of the light
is my own story;
Becoming listless,
it comes back again to my heart.
Outside You wander about
in various guises and using many strategems,
I con't know around whose neck
I have put my garland.
Today, what do I see within my heart?
Why, all the garlands are around Your neck.
After taking all,
You made the final surrender
in complete destruction.
All this is mirrored
in the boundless sky.
tripp, did you write this?? because it is breathtakingly beautiful!!!
what's a gitali?
pardon my various ignorances re: this post .....
Posted by: kate at September 9, 2004 09:27 AMI did not write it. I have no such talent. If I recall correctly, this is a Middle Eastern Christian tradition/expression of faith. I have a stack of these things. I post 'em every so often. I'll let you know.
Posted by: AngloBaptist at September 9, 2004 01:45 PM