In The Fire of Grace DVD (2011) - dance clips
...Dancing Rumi’s journey of the Soul
Banafsheh Sayyad
and
Andrew Harvey
Love comes with a knife, not some shy question, not with fears for its reputation.
Love is a madwoman, working her wild schemes, tearing off her clothes, running through the mountains, drinking poison,
and now quietly choosing annihilation.
There are love stories, and there is obliteration into Love. You've been walking the ocean's edge, holding up your robes to keep them dry.
You must dive naked under, and deeper under, a thousands times deeper! Love flows down. The ground submits to the sky and suffers whatever comes.
Tell me, is the Earth worse for giving in like that?
Don't put blankets over the drum! Open completely. Let your spirit ear listen to the green dome's passionate murmur. Let the cords of your robe
be untied. Shiver in this Love beyond all above and below. The sun rises, but which way does night go?
I have no more words. Let the soul speak with the silent articulation of a face.
- Mowlana Jallaledin Rumi
