Glow garbed flame

And I read further that long ago ‘souls collect atoms of radiance‘ and that ‘glow, garbed with a flame came’ to the lips of a Persian poet. And that now humankind dreams to transform and connect again in metaphor through mountainside and monastery with candle, match and lamp at hand.

A      lchemisin       G

       ranqui           l

o         neri              o

m    ountain-de      w,

s       aturatin          g

o  mega with alph    a,

f orgiveness in flowe  r,

r          e-absor          b

a             n               e  w

d       ay screame     d

i       ntrusions o       f

a    nxious overspil    l,

n   ourishing Anim    a,

c  andle in my drea  m,

enlighten embers in me

Breath is ego

An offering  inspired by Hazrat Inayat Khan,

(The Sufi Message, vol 1 p 121)

‘Breath is the ego and ego is the breath.’

B     irt      h

r    igh       t

e    nigm    a,

a    lleviat   e

t     orpo     r,

h  ear dum  b

i ncantation s

s    eparat   i ng

e      ch       o’s

g    yratin    g

o utside tim e.

‘Spheres of Light, lighten this orB.’

S     oulfu       l

p ashtun Pars i

h  eart-strin   g,

e       nric       h

r    isen  Chris t

e      ssenc      e

s  hining  withi n.

oil for mid nigh t

f         at i         ha

L       ove        s i gh,

i  nspire  in thi s

g   uest’s   tors o

h        unge      r         

t o                   Be.

Spirit Arise, ego descends

Spirit Arise, ego descends.

S    ens   e                         

p   raisin  g                         

i    nfern  o,                         

r     aise   d                          

i     nsid   e                        

t,   ouche s                        

A    ngeli  c                        

r    aptur  e                        

i              n                         

s     oile   d                        

e.    xces  s.       

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S     olac         e

p     ulsin        g

i     ncognit     o,

r     eturne      d

i ncandescens  e

t,   ransform    s

A      cidi         

r      epos        e

i                      n

s       acre        d

e.      cho         s.

                      

Presence perfect

formless beyond description

arisen upon descent

saving all-told from destruction

a presence that Perfection sent.

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spreading laced veils before us

we smile and cry through our strife

mourning, while weal’s keep on turning

salt weaving the woundings of life.

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borne high we stoop low for a season

to carry the wrong with the right

we weigh every load upon reason

just like beasts in the burden of night.

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yet spirits smile silent upon us

sweet fragrances sent in the sky

even tides sway to know moonlight

ravines weep down steep mountainside.

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eagles charm Light with their feathering

angel wings balm every soar

Love reigns to sooth with Her weathering

Life water flows deep in our core.

Breezes skim

Breezes skim

these heaves of people pleasing

fragile skin.

glancing Sun

entrances rays to gift

such warm embrace upon this

mistifying living haze.

ancient Presence dances sighs so

peacefulness un-creases thus so

dried-on earth-bound tears

deeply seep and future soothe  

untold and fearful atmospheres.

Fragrances in dampened clay

re-concieve to re-discover hidden ways to

sparkle golden unknown easefulness

rebirthed in ageless tender Breath.

Yes:

Breezes breathe-in, pores steep to refresh.

Light breathing-out in wordless oneness.