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Poetry Wrote Over Several Years on Spiritual, Religious, and Devotional Subjects. |
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Devotional Poetry My Search I Into the mystic realm, I let my mind take flight, Over stone strewn highways, I search the endless night. I was the Wanderer, Looking for a goal, And the Seeker, Searching for my soul. I walked the roads of idle fancy, Paths of material delight, Stumbling over stones of vain imaginings, In my search for the light. A voice deep within me cried: "Here doesn't lay your goal, Upon these darkened pathways, You'll never find your sou." II Into the mystic realm, Again my mind took flight, Over well traveled highways, I search the misty twilight. I was a Seeer, Seeking an unknown goal, And a Stranger, To my own soul. In this realm of half-light, I strolled the roads of tradition, Picking my way carefully, Through the shadows of superstition. Still from within came the cry: "Not in this realm is your goal, Upon these half-lit pathways, You'll never find your soul" III Into the mystic realm, Again I took flight, And walked the paths, Where God has shed His light. I walked the hallowed highways, Trod by the Prophets of old, Strolled the ancient paths, Strewn with nuggets of pure gold. This is the wondrous realm, Where all paths become one, This is the glorious land, Illuminated by God's sun. Through the Word of God, I have found my soul, In the Messenger for this age, I have found my goal. Poet's Note: ▼ |
Rebirth November 16, 2018 at 7:02pm Rebirth
Phase One
As Achillies wept for Briseus' daughter
I weep for you my soul
lost...
lost...
Phase Two
Birth is traumatic experience
taking an hour,
a week,
a month,
a year.
Phase Three
As my breath expels in death
my soul exist its womb.
Phase Four
Behind tightly closed lids
a giant sunflower os shadow-light explodes
giving birth to pure white luminescence.
Phase Five
Butterflies of light flutter,
attar of rose lends scent
to the mo... [Read more] 19 Meditations January 5, 2019 at 9:44pm Bahá:
To Baha'u'llah
Reflected from the perfect mirror
God's splendor radiates
to all humanity:
melting ice bound hearts.
Jalál:
To the Seat of the Universal House of Justice
White marble reflects
From the mountain of God
the Glory of the Lord.
Jamál:
To Tahirih
The wind of God
blows across the Garden of Paradise
carrying to the lover's nostrils
Attar of Rose.
Bless is the Pure One,
who inhales the scent of faith.
Solace of the Eyes,
... [Read more] What Would I Plege for A Rose November 16, 2018 at 5:46pm What Would I Pledge For a Rose?
What would I pledge for a rose?
A rose in God's garden of love,
Sprouts in the rich black soil,
Reaching toward the sun,
It produces a new bloom each day.
What would I pledge for a rose?
A rose red as martyrs blood,
Spilled on the soil of Iran,
Plucked as its peddles were opening,
And its scent wafting into the breeze.
What would I pledge for a rose?
A rose white as fresh fallen snow,
That covers lofty peaks;
It blooms as the spring sun r... [Read more] |
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