Why Mira Can't Come Back to Her Old House
The colors of the Dark One have penetrated Mira's body;
all the other colors washed out.
Making love with the Dark One and eating little-
those are my pearls and my carnelians.
Meditation beads and the forehead streak-
those are my scarves and my rings.
That's enough feminine wiles for me.
My teacher taught me this.
Approve me or disapprove me;
I praise the Mountain Energy night and day.
I take the path that ecstatic human beings
have taken for centuries.
I don't steal money, nor hit anyone;
what will you charge me with?
I have felt the swaying of the elephant's shoulders. . . .
and now you want me to climb on a jackass?
Try to be serious!
~ Mirabai [Translated by Robert Bly]