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.
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