I ordered one of the many translations of Patanjali that were then available - there were over one hundred different translations and commentaries at the time - and purchased Coleman Barks' "The Essential Rumi." (In the interim, while I was waiting for the copy of Patanjali I had randomly picked out, an enlightened man loaned me a copy of his self-described "Book of Soul-Realization." It turned out to be the exact translation of Patanjali, by Christopher Isherwood and Swami Prabhavananda, that I had randomly ordered.)
"Today, like every other day, we wake up empty. . . . "
"Someone may be clairvoyant,
able to see the future, and yet have very little wisdom
. . . like the man who dreamed of water,
and began leading everyone toward the mirage. . . ."
"One night a man was crying, Allah! Allah!"
"Inside water, a water-wheel turns . . . . "
"What was said to the rose that made it open
was said to me, here in my chest. . . ."
That whining is the connection.
There are love dogs
no one knows the name of.
Give you life
to be one of them."
Coleman Barks, "Love Dogs," excerpt from, "The Incredible Rumi," page 156.