The Whirling Dervishes

In the spiral filing flare

of the skirts

there is a turning

in my heart,

a softening, an opening…

a blossom

appearing in

a fissure

of the rock

as I




your eyes.

Can you hear

the song




your silence?




by Nadine JL


  • First published 2018-02-17 on Prose and personal Github blog, now here to WordPress; inspired by “Beyond The Noise” video from The Study Society, and the poetry of Rumi, quoted in that video: “nothing grows on a hard rock / crumble like the earth / so wild flowers may come.”
  • Post image: screenshot from video “Beyond the Noise” by the Study Society:

Nadine inhales & exhales words & images from current vantage point in Zone of Emptiness, France. If you wish to contribute and/or show appreciation, please recommend/like and/or comment. Thank you for reading. ❤︎



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