Photography 101: Day Six ..Connection
On our last evening before leaving Sorrento; Dessert arrived with a surprise.
In The Arc of Your Mallet- Rumi
Don’t go anywhere without me,
Let nothing happen in the sky apart from me,
or on the ground, in this world or that world
without my being in it’s happening.
Vision, see nothing I don’t see.
Language, say nothing.
The way the night knows itself with the moon,
be that with me. Be the rose
nearest to the thorn that I am.
I want to feel myself in you
when you taste food,
in the arc of your mallet when you work,
when you visit friends, when you go
up on the roof by yourself at night.
There is nothing worse
than to walk out along the street
I don’t know where I’m going.
You’re the road
and the knower of roads,
more than maps, more than love.