In The Land Of The Soul

In the land of soul, endless skies
Lord of the earth and skies, kind and wise.
Ups and downs of the path, pain and ease
Climbing mountains high, sailing wide seas.

In the unseen, rain and cloud of different kind
Different sun and sky confound the mind.
None is seen, save by the chosen few
Other's in awe of the Creator's view.

Rain's purpose is to help plant's grow
Rain's purpose is to help decay's flow.
Growth and life, spring from the spring rain
Autumn rain will only bring decay and pain.

The spring nurtures the seed, water and feed
In the fall, feverish, yellow, tree and weed.
And so is cold and the wind, even the sun
Though different, from one source are all spun.

So it is, different, varied, in the unseen
Profits, loss, gainful, baneful, wise and green.
This is the eternal breath of the spring
In the heart and soul, green things will bring.

What the spring shower does for the tree
Breath of life brings to the soul, fortunate, free.
If in place you find a tree of dry frame
Know that life-giving wind is not to blame.
Wind fulfilled its purpose and blew
He who had soul, his own soul slew.

-Rumi-