Prospective Immigrants

July 6, 2008

Either you will
go through this door
or you will not go through.

If you go through
there is always the risk
of remembering your name.

Things look at you doubly
and you must look back
and let them happen.

If you do not go through
it is possible
to live worthily

to maintain your attitudes
to hold your position
to die bravely

but much will blind you,
much will evade you,
at what cost who knows?

The door itself
makes no promises.
It is only a door.

- Adrienne Rich (reposted from Sister Baraka’s Rickshaw Diaries blog).

Ya Haqq!

Note: This lovely and poignant poem also spoke to my heart of the real immigration from one state of awareness to another, the change of perception that comes with stepping onto the Sufi path, or any mystical path. Like the door, the path promises nothing, it is only a path.




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