Michael Shepherd

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! In The Spirit Of Rumi,52: Where?

I looked deep into my past, but
could see nothing that told me
more about God.

Only a name. Only a word.

I looked deep into my future, but
could see nothing that held out
hope of knowing God.

Only a name. Only a word.

I stayed in the present moment
and there was nowhere and nothing
that God was not.

In every name. In every word.

Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 1, 2007
Poem Edited: Monday, April 4, 2011

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Comments about ! In The Spirit Of Rumi,52: Where? by Michael Shepherd

  • Ted Sheridan (9/1/2007 9:19:00 AM)

    I like the new version better too.

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  • Gregory Collins (9/1/2007 8:55:00 AM)

    nothing like holy feet walking on held tongues

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  • Ted Sheridan (9/1/2007 8:35:00 AM)

    This is the revealing of Truth. The Truth is in the Word.

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