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Remember My Face
It was not my home they bombedThe little girl said,But a thin shell which failed instead.My home?It is within a billion heartsAnd beyond that,part of every star.My name?It’s spoken in every tongue,But a different languageFor everyone.And what ever for us,was willed … Continue reading
Bliss is a Master of Disguise
Every story is story within a story. And clarity doesn’t come while in lotus position, chanting in dhikr, near death experiences, or love making (although the latter two can be faintly indistinguishable) Rather, it is not just in the “doing” … Continue reading
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Killing time
Oppression is a disease to be eradicated. Sadly humans are carriers. But if this (photo of Pakistani female pilot, Ayesha Farooq) were an American male fighter pilot, flag on his helmet, in an American F-16 going on the same bombing run against … Continue reading
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Pieces of Gibran
To marvel at Gibran the writer, his works, or the self disclosure both reading and knowing him brings. Which? Which? Perhaps, we should not try to disassemble anything that already leaves us feeling whole. We cannot reassemble colors into pure … Continue reading
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Measured Time, Immeasurable Perpetuity
Measured time is illusory – so much, that memories, in so far as they can be remembered now, are no more real than the present moment, which itself is completely and utterly transient. Poof! It seems the facets of illusion … Continue reading
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from whence we come
…it is the unsettled heart beneath the wool fluttering the fabric over which we roam pulsing rhythms and melodies that harken voices along paths unknown to singing sands of harmony recalling, recalling whence we come… tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle
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Missing Men
I’d no real idea what I was looking at – it seems a sublime visage foretells the future, more than it reveals the present moment. There is one channel, many rivers…best not to confuse the two. Suffice to say, men … Continue reading
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Content sans Container
Words of wishes have earthly limits Heaven’s silent melody hath no harmony on earth but prayer Carriages of flesh secretly conveyed passengers By God’s disclosure Open this parcel one last time One last gasp before I expel disclosure like smoke against … Continue reading
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God In, God Through
God “in” the other is really God “through” the other. inhale of a beloveds kiss fans the flames of higher awareness… Sensual journey toward a divine arrival. God is everywhere and everywhere, and where there is not a “where.” So … Continue reading
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A gift in an open hand
So compelled. So easy to close one’s hand on so fine a feather. A few have sailed in the pendulous descent, to land gently where I stood. Loosened by both bird taken flight and a bird landed. Oh, these signs … Continue reading
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