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Saturday, August 31, 2013
Saturday, August 24, 2013
A Moment of Happiness
A moment of hapiness,
you and I sitting on the verandah,
apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.
We feel the flowing water of life here,
you and I, with the garden's beauty
and the birds singing.
The starts will be watching us,
and we will show them
what it is to be a thin crescend moon.
You and I unselfed, will be together,
indifferent to idle speculation, you and I.
The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar
as we laugh together, you and I.
In one form upon this earth,
and in another form in a timeless sweet land.
Rumi
you and I sitting on the verandah,
apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.
We feel the flowing water of life here,
you and I, with the garden's beauty
and the birds singing.
The starts will be watching us,
and we will show them
what it is to be a thin crescend moon.
You and I unselfed, will be together,
indifferent to idle speculation, you and I.
The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar
as we laugh together, you and I.
In one form upon this earth,
and in another form in a timeless sweet land.
Rumi
Thursday, August 22, 2013
Monday, August 19, 2013
A Sufi Poem
The Morning Wind Spreads
The morning wind spreads its fresh smell.
We must get up and take than in,
that wind that let us live.
Breathe before it's gone.
Rumi
The morning wind spreads its fresh smell.
We must get up and take than in,
that wind that let us live.
Breathe before it's gone.
Rumi
It surrounds us
Days pass
always pass
Nobody
knows where the center of its core is
Sometimes
wet eyes perform their short expression
Before Time
involves us
In its transparent,
fragile and unseen being
Sunday, August 4, 2013
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