Solitary Rose
Then I look to see
More images of her
Inconspicuously
Breathing so to rest
Blossoming to bare
Summer’s mist abreast
Of Winters quickening care.
Empty to fill
Enlightening lessons in lessening light
Unravelling passions that bind the heart tight
Unfolding enfoldment will conquer self-will
Sophia will clear and empty to fill.
Garden Temple lament
I am too full of me, Lord
Let fleet thoughts flee their Guest
Wash surfacing desire within
internal soft caress
Grow such sweet deep sanctuary
In garden temple view
So spring time blooms abundantly
In all I say and do
Earth bound clay
fingers forming,
knuckles rubbing
nudging, moulding
earth bound clay
touching flesh tips
freshly holding
warming thoughts
of yesterday.
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.
AlchemisinG
tranquil
onerio
mountain-dew,
saturating
omega with alpha,
forgiveness in flower,
re-absorb
anew
day screamed
intrusions of
anxious overspill,
nourishing Anima,
candle in my dream,
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.’
Birth
right
enigma,
alleviate
torpor,
hear dumb
incantations
separating
echo’s
gyrating
outside time.
‘Spheres of Light, lighten this orB.’
Soulful
pashtun Parsi
heart-string,
enrich
risen Christ
essence
shining within.
oil for mid-night
fatiha
Love sigh,
inspire in this
guest’s physio
hunger
to Be.
city slowness 