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         

tBe.

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.       

.

.

.

               

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.

.

.

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

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.

chorus
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
Re-shining doubt
so to see without seeing
exposing confusion
we free flow these Oceans
to joyfully drown within
earthly illusions.

Traffic jamming Light and Grace

Fuming beyond

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

brethren’s face.

 

And yet.

 

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.