The soul, like the moon,
is new, and always new again.
And I have seen the ocean
continuously creating.
Since I scoured my mind
and my body, I, too, Lalla,
am new, each moment new.
My teacher told me one thing,
Live in the soul.
When that was so,
I began to go naked,
and dance.
translated by Coleman Barks
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Wow, beautiful work. Another poet from a thousand years ago I need to make friends with!
I am going to post another you might like also. Mirabai. Do you know her?
No. All new to me. And amazing.