This morning, before the rising of the Sun,
the Moon came in through my window,
and setting on my shoulder,
gently awakened me.
“There are things I saw last night,
things of beauty and awe.. I must tell
you about such, before I go to
keep watch where night is just beginning.
“As I watched over the doings of the Lovers
last night I saw the Madman and his
beloved in their loving embrace,
cooing, crying and moaning as they
thrashed about in their ecstasy and bliss.
Then they slept, deeply and peacefully.
After the midnight hour I saw him again,
kneeling on the roof of his house praying to
the Beloved with as much fervor as he when he
embraced his wife.
Swaying to and fro he sings the Names and beseeches
the One for so many souls that I lost track.
Never once did he ask for himself, for health, or wealth
power or even respect. He prayed for those who
ridicule him, and make jokes about his
ragged cloak and bare feet.
He begged for words, and to be able to love
with the Love we are given by God.
That was all he asked
for himself.”
“His kitten lay curled next to him all the
time he prayed, Her fur seemed to glow of itself in
my light.”
“I truly see why they call him mad,” said the Moon.
“He prayed unclothed before the Beloved!”
“I know”, I said. I once asked him why he did
that and he laughed. He said,
“I came not from God in robes and shoes, but clothed
as the One saw fit to dispatch me here. This is the body,
the skin, which I was given from God’s hand, and so I shall
depart to the judgment. When there are those who would
be distressed, I cover the skin bag,
but when it is just God and I in the embrace of night,
I have nothing but He, and I clothe myself in nothing but
His Love and Grace. What He gives me is enough.”
The Moon sighed understanding and
quietly left for the other side of the world.
I went back to sleep knowing I had been remembered
by one of the True Lovers
of the One True Lover.
TF © 27Aug2010
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