AA Poems and Verbs


RUMI (1207 – 1273)

The enlightened Heart, ed. by Stephen Mitchell
When grapes
turn to wine,
they long for
our ability to change.
When stars
wheel around the North Pole,
they are longing for
our growing consciousness.
Wine got drunk
with us,
not the other way.
The body developed
out of us,
not we from it.
We are bees,
and our body is a honeycomb.
We made
the body, cell by cell we made it.het.
I have again and again grown like grass;
I have experienced seven hundred and seventy moulds.
I died from minerality and became vegetable;
And from vegetativeness I died and became animal.
I died from animality and became man.
Then why fear disappearance through death?
Next time I shall die
Bringing forth wings and feathers like angels:
After that soaring higher than angels –
What you cannot imagine. I shall be that.
More Rumi
On the day I die,
when I am being carried toward the grave,
don’t weep. Don’t say, He’s gone. He’s gone.Death has nothing to do with going away.
The sun sets and the moon sets,
but they’re not gone.Death is a coming together.
The tomb looks like a prison,
but it’s really release into union.The human seed goes down into the ground
like a bucket into the well where Joseph is.It grows and comes up
full of some unimagined beauty.Your mouth closes here
and immediately opens
with a shout of joy there.


An Evolving Course

We began as a mineral.
We emerged into plant life and into
the animal state, and then to being human.

And always we have forgotten our former states,
except in early spring,
when we dimly recall being green again.

That is how a young person turns
toward a teacher,
how a baby leans
toward the breast,
without knowing
the secret of its desire,
yet turning instinctively.

So humankind is being led along
an evolving course through this migration
of intelligences,
and though we seem
to be sleeping,
there is an inner wakefulness
that directs the dream.

It will eventually startle us back
to the truth of who we are.


Durch Welten sind wir getrennt –
Ich die Farbe des Sterbens,
Du die Farbe des Geborenwerdens.
Wenn wir nicht ineinander atmen,
kann kein Garten entstehen.



RUDOLF STEINER, grondlegger van de Antroposofie 1861 – 1925
Evening mood

From my head to my feet
I am the image of God;
From my heart to my hands
I feel the breath of God;
When I speak with my mouth,
I follow God’s will.
When I see God
Everywhere, in mother, father,
in all dear people,
in animal and flower,
in tree and stone,
No fear shall I feel,
Just love will fill me
For everything around me.
Rudolf Steiner

Morning mood

When I see the sun,
I thank God’s Spirit.
Moving my hand,
God’s Soul lives in me
Taking a step,
God’s Will walks in me.
And when I see other people,
God’s Soul lives also in them.
And so it lives, too
in father, in mother,
in animal and flower,
in tree and stone.
Fear can never reach me,
when I thank God’s Spirit,
when I feel God’s Soul,
when I walk in God’s Will

Rudolf Steiner


In the heart – the loom of Feeling    (is weaving),
In the head – the light of Thinking    (is shining, radiating),
In the limbs – the strength of Will     (is powering).Weaving Light,                                      (also: Weaving of radiant Light)
Powerful Weaving                                (also: Strength of the Weaving)
Light of the surging Strength:            (also: lightening Power of: enlightened Will)Loo, this is Man!
In dem Herzen webet Fühlen,
In dem Haupte leuchtet Denken,
In den Gliedern kraftet Wollen.Webendes Leuchten,
Kraftendes Weben,
Leuchtendes Kraften:Das ist der Mensch

From: Wahrspruchworte von Rudolf Steiner

Over het ‘zaad van de mens’
‘Semen’ is Latin
for a dormant, fertilized,
plant ovum–
a seed.
Men’s ejaculate is chemically more akin
to plant pollen,
it is really
more accurate
to call it
mammal pollen.
To call it
is to thrust an insanity
deep inside our culture:
that men plow women
and plant their seed
when, in fact,
what they are doing
is pollinating
Doesn’t that change everything between us?

Stephen Harrod Buhner ( from “The Secret Teachings of Plants: The Intelligence of the Heart in the Direct Perception of Nature


The washing of the feet

I thank you, you mute stone,
and slope me to you down:
l owe you my Being plant like.

I thank you, you tree and flower,
and bend to you down:
You helped to the animal me up.

l thank to you, stone, herb and animal,
and bend to you down:
You helped me all three up to myself.

We thank you, you child of mankind,
and bow piously us before you:
because thereby that you are, we can be.

It thanks from all divinity one –
and all divinity manifold each other.
In giving thanks all and everything is unified’

Christian Morgenstern

Kahlil Gibran
About children

And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said:
“Speak to us of Children.”

And he said:
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love
but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies
but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows
from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.

The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as he loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.

Khalil Gibran
Arabic philosopher and poet (Libanon)
1883 – 1931

Our Deepest Fear
by Marianne Williamson
From A Return To Love: Reflections on the Principles of A Course in Miracles

Our deepest fear is not
that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is
that we are powerful beyond measure.

It is our light,
not our darkness
hat most frightens us.

We ask ourselves:
Who am I to be brilliant,
gorgeous, talented, fabulous?

Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small
does not serve the world.

There is nothing enlightened
about shrinking
so that other people
won’t feel insecure around you.

We are all meant to shine,
as children do.
We were born to make
manifest the glory of God
that is within us.
It’s not just in some of us;
it’s in everyone.

And as we let our own light shine,
we unconsciously give other people permission
to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear,
our presence automatically liberates others.

Nelson Mandela
Inauguration as president of Southern Africa 1994

Alan Gore 2006 An inconvenient truth

Mark Twain

Where is the Wisdom we have lost in Knowledge?

Where is the Life we have lost in Living?
Where is the Wisdom we have lost in Knowledge?
Where is the Knowledge we have lost in Information?

T.S. Elliot
1888 – 1960 (?), Bloomsbury Group London (Virginia Woolf)
I always add:
How lost we are when we get lost in information?

The shortest letter to God

Dear God
(Herman van Veen)
Death is not the opposite of life
Life has no opposite
The opposite of death is Birth
Life is eternal

Eckhart Tolle, “Stillness speaks”


All creatures are
brighter than the brightest star.
You are, by far.
You come right inside of me,
Close as you can be.
You kiss my blood.
And the blood kiss me.

Incredible String band, Mike Hexon

Heard in Boulder CO USA from a student:

It is not either / or
It is both / and
And more
(It is neither / nor)

Where did you come from baby dear?
Out of the everywhere into the here.

George MacDonald
Via Phyllis Talbott Ghent July 2014

From the cowardice that shrinks from new truth,
From the laziness that is content with half truth,
From the arrogance that thinks it knows all truth,
O god of Truth, deliver us

Ancient Prayer
Via Phyllis Talbott Ghent July 2014