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A Commentary on Rumi's Poem, The Road Home

The Road Home
by Rumi º 

An ant hurries along a threshing floor with its wheat grain,
moving between huge stacks

of wheat, not knowing the abundance all around. It thinks its
one gray is all there is to 

love. So we choose a tiny seed to be devoted to. This body, 

one path or one teacher. Look 

wider and farther. The essence of every human being can see,
and what that essence-eye takes 

in, the being becomes. Saturn. Solomon! The ocean pours 

through a jar, and you might say it 

swims inside the fish! The mystery gives peace to your
longing and makes the road home home.

º From The Soul of Rumi 
  Translated by Coleman Barks

Home is where the heart is” says Pliny the Elder. Hence in other to find one’s home one must know one’s heart, and to be at home is to rest where one’s heart rests. But in Coleman Barks’ translation of Rumi’s poem, “The Road Home,” interest sits on the path towards discovery and union with the heart. Here Rumi seems to be saying that one may also f…

Photography: Man & Car in Blizzard

Man & Car in Blizzard --- JAO