This we have now....Rumi

This we have now is not imagination.

This is not grief or joy.

Not a judging state,

Or an elation or sadness.

Those come and go

This is the presence that doesn’t.

When grapes turn to wine, 

They’re wanting this.

When the night sky pours by, 

It’s really a crowd of beggars,

And they all want some of this.

This that we have now created, 

The human body, cell by cell,

Like honey bees building a honeycomb.

The human body and the universe grew from this,

Not this from the universe and the human body. ---Rumi