Night Traveler

Hello friends, I’ve been writing all weekend to a deadline so I’m sharing with you somebody else’s words, which I think about a lot at this time of year, when the nights start to draw in and it’s colder and darker. It’s a translation of a Rumi poem called Search the Darkness, and it’s about night traveling. I thought of it when I saw all the beautiful pictures from the northern lights earlier this week, and I hope it brings you some warmth like it did me on an autumnal evening.

With love, Rosie xxx

SEARCH THE DARKNESS by Rumi

Sit with your friends; don’t go back to sleep

Don’t sink like a fish to the bottom of the sea.

Life’s water flows from darkness.

Search the darkness don’t run from it.

Night travelers are full of light,

and you are, too; don’t leave this companionship.

Be a wakeful candle in a golden dish,

don’t slip into the dirt like quick silver.

The moon appears for the night travelers,

be watchful when the moon is full.