My Tanka is called “roses” and it is extracted from a poem by Rumi.
Rumi (30 September 1207 – 17 December 1273), was a 13th-century Persian.
His poems have been widely translated into many of the world’s languages and transposed into various formats.
Rumi has been described as the “most popular poet” and the “best-selling poet” in the United States.
O you who’ve gone on pilgrimage –
where are you, where, oh where?
Here, here is the Beloved!
Oh come now, come, oh come!
Your friend, he is your neighbor,
he is next to your wall –
You, erring in the desert –
what air of love is this?
If you’d see the Beloved’s
form without any form –
You are the house, the master,
You are the Kaaba, you! . . .
Where is a bunch of roses,
if you would be this garden?
Where’s one soul’s pearly essence
when you’re the Sea of God?
That’s true – and yet your troubles
may turn to treasures rich –
How sad that you yourself veil
the treasure that is yours!
My Tanka – Inspired by the poem above – Rumi
roses natures love
beauty treasured from above
in the sea of god
brings smiles to my soul forever
displayed in my heart perfect