Posted in Poetry on Sep 25th, 2007 No Comments »
Remorse opens the soul
In a particular way
The soul weeps as His Mercy showers
And cleanses her
Separation from God is the soul’s
Deepest grief
God knows and walks beside you
At every step
One moment of separation
Creates an ocean of tears in the soul
God knows
And is already blessing those tears
With His Mercy
Before the soul discovers them
God knows
The sorrow of separation
All his [...]
Posted in Poetry on Sep 21st, 2007 No Comments »
One of my favorite Rumi poems (translated by Coleman Barks – Like This)
Yesterday at dawn, my Friend said,
How long will this unconsciousness go on?
You fill yourself with the sharp pain of Love,
rather than its fulfillment.
I said, “But I can’t get to You!
You are the whole dark night,
and I am a [...]
Posted in Poetry on Sep 10th, 2007 No Comments »
Friends
before you is a madman
listen, not to his words
they are lies
and he, a greater liehow arrogant his quest
these many many years
thinking to find himself
and something greater
far beyond
thoughts and wild imaginings
he thought it brave and bold
to laugh at death
and pain and sorrow
the human condition
while chasing elusiveness
he strayed
to far beyond
listen, not to his words
they are lies
and he, [...]
Posted in Poetry on Sep 6th, 2007 No Comments »
I used to have
The most obnoxious
Worrisome, and stubborn
Ass
It was a bother and burden
I would wish on no one
So, I could not
In all good conscious
Rid my self of it
Then, a Friend
Told me of a method
To break my ass
Of all its contrariness
So, I bought a chair
And every day
I made my ass
Sit in that chair
O! what fights and [...]
Posted in Perceptions, Poetry on Aug 26th, 2007 No Comments »
It is not an easy thing
The writing of these words
There is no effort of trying
Flowing from whence they come
To where they go
I am busy with a thief
That would steal them
That scoundrel is a constant irritation
My vigilance prevents stray thoughts
So, he is also a blessing
The writing of these words
Is not an [...]
Posted in Poetry on Aug 19th, 2007 No Comments »
When you are a lover, you’re personal, but you have no boundaries that separate you from your lover. – A.H. Almaas
The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere,
they’re in each other all along. – Rumi
Translator: Coleman Barks
Posted in Poetry on Aug 15th, 2007 No Comments »
Night into nightA wave of stillnessAn infinite amplitudeCaressing spaceDark velvet voidAbsenceNo directionNo orientationNo here nor thereNor not-hereNight arisingAs night descendsOnly nightKnows the nightAn absoluteIntimate loving J Harper
Posted in Poetry on Aug 9th, 2007 No Comments »
Love is the dancing cry of the soul, calling the body to worship
Like a shining whirlpool, or a spinning mayfly
So is love among the skies.
I leap across the mountaintops, madly singing the song of all songs
I float through the ether, intoxicated, thrilled
I think only of your love, your calling to me
And I dance the thousand [...]
Posted in Poetry on Aug 5th, 2007 No Comments »
Too dark the night
Too bright the sky
To lean upon
The human eye
Eye sees this world
Eye says it’s so
I fool myself
And claim to know
Know subtle truths
Know what’s most dear
No words I mouth
The heart can hear
Hear gentle breeze
Hear call of soul
Here the longing
Is an empty hole
Hole in the body
Hole [...]
Posted in Poetry on Jul 21st, 2007 No Comments »
darkness beyond night
emergence
a precipitated full nothingness
a pregnant pearly point
a love feast
I offer
my precious tender parts
you make of them a satisfying meal
in the world of lies
a river of love wine
empties itself
onto a kaleidoscopic palate
here
heart’s depth
reveals endless fathomless
true nature
Always
