A Vase

I am always holding a priceless vase in my hands.
If you asked me about the deeper truths
of the path and I told you
the answers,

it would be like handling sacred relics to you.
But most have their hands tied
behind their
back;

that is, most are not free of events their eyes have seen

and their ears have heard

and their bodies have felt.

Most cannot focus their abilities
in the present, and
might drop what
I said.

So I'll wait; I don't mind waiting until
your love for all
makes luminous
the now.

- Rabia