my daily prayer to this meandering small self

my daily prayer to this meandering small self

being beautifully fed, watered and grown from within the echo’s of Hazrat Inayat Khan (vol 7 p222 onwards), whose words encourage a deepening within One enduring, loving and forgiving Heart.

May my temperament be a negative temperament, resigned, perfectly resigned to the will of Love.

May i learn patience, confidence, endurance, tolerance.

May i carry my cross; be crucified a thousand times.

Ongoing in this life, may i know what Love is.

And as i already flow within the abundance of silent air

May i also rest my need to know.

Effacing myself may i smooth away my thougths of personality.

May i dissolve the rock and out of which become water.

May my way not be the hammer but of water, for the hammer breaks a rock, while water surrounds it and makes its way.

May my way give peace and comfort to those who come in contact with it.

May i heal and lift up those who are grasping in darkness, who are touching the depths of their earth.

May i develop love that one desires to see in our mothers and fathers and may that love be flowing towards every person, every soul.

It is not just a fable that the trees and the rocks speak, may my sympathy develop so i hear the rock and plant and tree.

Breathing for and with me, may we still.

Within this sharing breeze may roots enmesh, may Fragrances restore, refresh, awaken at our very core.

May nature open up before me.

May i communicate, wordlessly, with every form of life.

May it not be necesscary that i should leave this world, for whether in a forest or admist the worlds strife, the souls of human kindness are always capable of rising to great heights.

May i wish

desire beyond desire

move and immerse

this small self

within these waves and vibrations of Beloved Oneness

always and forever may we

inter-be

so be it

let it be so

Amen.

Delight-full darkness

In my despair you share

Great lessons in lessoning light

When worry is all that i do

You empty Your Love

So to fill my soul full

That i may have eyes behind eyes i pray

That the womb of my heart

hears You clearly say.

I AM

Beloved

I AM

Word

I AM

Love lightly

spinning this world

Forest filled Breezes

Feathering Breath

I AM

sweetening Promise

Delight-full darkness.

The Seer, Sight and the seen

A chant inspired by Hazrat Inayat Khan.

The Seer the sight and the seen

Knower, knowledge and the known

Beyond all my homespinning reasoning

First second third within

Bramaha

Alpha to Omega

Beyond all my sunsets and most distant star

Easing in unification

Breathe in me lightly beloved one heart

When sitting, standing reclining

Adour in each and every breath

Essencing You in my living

Strong Tower, Will Power within humbleness

My speaking my hearing now leaning

Into compassionate wordlessness

Reaching towards my beginning

The wound in your side beating deep in my chest

Beat in our heart, our hearts our hearts

So empty so soulfully fill us with you

In every wave and vibration

So swimming the deep we discover anew

The Oceans of harmony sleeping forgets

Soaking those seeking for Beauties respect.

My very first day of covid, the battle is won!

From Hazarat Inayat Khan’s The Dance of the Soul (part of Ragas, pa147):

Let Thy wish become my desire

Let Thy will become my deed

Let Thy word become my speech, Beloved

And Thy love become my creed

Let my plant bring forth Thy flowers

Let my fruits produce Thy seed

Let my heart become Thy lute, Beloved

And my body Thy flute of reed.

and my ditty after this:

The battle is done

my heart is won

My Beloved and I

Sway as one

The battle is done

My heart is won

May my Beloved and I

Breathe as one.

I usta believe

I usta believe in the rise and the fall

Of my virtual share in computerful worlds

I usta to link all of the love in my  store

To good and bad fortune that knocked at my door

My belief was a thing, something close to my skin

A bling-ring that sparkled at arms length in spring

It would shine out so brightly as new summers begin

That I’d leave it for another as my cold winters drew in  

But now I am trying to live differently

In each breath I grow faith that so gracefully

You already fill me, and you constantly kiss me

That as you guide, love and lift me

Your all knowing self still finds time to forgive me.

Manna from Heaven

Manna from heaven

Manner of god

Manifold witness

Womb of my heart

Feather all my dreaming 

Give me your deep sweet beauty divine

Let me nest within your goodness

Soothe this tired weeping heart of mine.

Verse:

During the daytime

I’m mostly tangling string

Responsibilites mine

In each and everything

No wonder when I lay down

I coil up like a spring

Lord I so need to unwind from

The knotted way I seem to think .

Chorus

Blue birds they may shine

And sing from up above

But I seem to have no time

For their Angelic love

Worries of mine keep moving

I cant seem to keep up

Tied up I’m tired and drowning

In a world that never seems to stop.

Chorus