I want to be where your bare foot walks.
I want to be where your bare foot walks,
Because maybe before you step, you’ll look at the ground.
I want that blessing.
I want that blessing, that blessing.
I open and fill with love and fill with love.
I open and fill with love and all other objects evaporate,
All the learning in books stays put on the shelf.
Poetry, the dear words and images of song,
Comes down over me like water,
Over me like water, water.
I want to be where your bare foot walks.
I want to be where your bare foot walks,
Because maybe before you step, you’ll look at the ground.
This is how I would die.
This is how I would die,
Into the love I have for you.
The love, the love I have for you.
As pieces of cloud dissolve in sunlight.
As pieces of cloud dissolve in sunlight,
Of cloud dissolve in sunlight:
This is how I would die,
Into the love I have for you.
- Text from Quotations from Rumi Poems.
Choral arrangement by David Childs, for his wife on their wedding day. I’ll write something for you, too.