Texas Pecan Coffee and a Sufi Poet

This morning I sat on the porch reading Rumi, a thirteenth century Sufi poet who knew a whole lot about living and life. The sun shone through the red yucca blooms in the yard, making them almost seem translucent, and the wind swayed the desert willow in the background. I just sat there drinking Texas pecan coffee and contemplating the words of a wiseman from another place and time.

Yet I am not the only Texas writer who enjoys this particular poet. A few years ago I read an interview with Robert Earl Keen, and he talked about reading Rumi at his Scriptorium. For your listening pleasure, here is a song by that venerable Texas songwriter.