Having Nothing by Rumi (translation Coleman Barks)

dancing dervish

Whatever comes, comes from a need,
a sore distress, a hurting want.

Mary's pain made the baby Jesus.
Her womb opened its lips
and spoke the Word.

Every part of you has a secret language.
Your hands and your feet say what you have done.

Every need brings in what's needed.
Pain bears its cure like a child.

Having nothing produces provisions.
Ask a difficult question,
and the marvelous answer appears.

Build a ship, and there will be water
to float it.  The tender-throated infant cries,
and milk drips from the mother's breast.

Be thirsty for the ultimate water.
Then be ready for what will come
pouring from the spring.

This poem comes from the book A Year with Rumi by Coleman Barks.  I love this selection from May 22nd reading and I adore a little Rumi everyday...like vitamins for the soul.  Hardship brings the necessary healing.  This message makes life's hardships seem more purposeful.  Reminds me to have my "Biggie Gulp" cup ready at that spring.