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

 without you.

I don’t know where I’m going.

You’re the road

and the knower of roads,

more than maps, more than love.