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.
omega with alpha,
forgiveness in flower,
candle in my dream,
enlighten embers in me
An offering inspired by Hazrat Inayat Khan,
(The Sufi Message, vol 1 p 121)
‘Breath is the ego and ego is the breath.’
‘Spheres of Light, lighten this orB.’
oil for mid-night
inspire in this
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
s oile d
e. xces s.
S olac e
p ulsin g
i ncognit o,
r eturne d
i ncandescens e
t, ransform s
A cidi c
r epos e
s acre d
e. cho s.
formless beyond description
arisen upon descent
saving all-told from destruction
a presence that Perfection sent.
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.
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.
yet spirits smile silent upon us
sweet fragrances sent in the sky
even tides sway to know moonlight
ravines weep down steep mountainside.
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.
Beneath this dry crust
grit, dust and pain
soft whispering tears
gently refresh Your name
to re-soothe this fright
caress stress and this strife
impress hands side by side so
to fill within Light.
cheek by cheek, may we discover
Jugular breathing of Lover to lover
Beloved release us, incense us with sweetness
immerse us in perfumes of True Love’s completeness.
Light pouring out
Illuming this living
so to see without seeing
we free flow these Oceans
to joyfully drown within
this zebra crossing dripping throng
this head down, striding long
Gortex sway of human form
as wiper blades scud and grate
across this screen that separates
my heart from spleen from
gentle grace of
worried lines on
unknowingly still I bow, yes
beyond this dashboard reach
for conditioning air
this rain filled rage begins to clear
as Lightening weight accelerates
and soft green shoots now reappear.