Poetry Wrote Over Several Years on Spiritual, Religious, and Devotional Subjects. |
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: ▼ |
Tikkum Olan: To Mario West Haffman November 27, 2018 at 8:59pm Tikkum Olam{footnote:#}Means "repairing the world". :
To Mario West Haffman
The difference
one person makes
spans continents and millennia.
A choice is all it takes
to gain salvation,
and influence the future.
Once the cage breaks,
the bird ascends
and the soul evolves.
The resurrected spirit
vibrates at its own resonance,
and produces a pure tone.
{dropnote:"Poet's Note:"}I wrote this sometime in 156 B.E. It was inspire by a Baha'i I met in Las ... [Read more] World Repaired November 27, 2018 at 8:30pm World Repaired
One soul at a time
the tears of a thousand years
were dried;
the deep heart wounds sutured
with forgiveness-love;
and the million plus names of God
united
in a phrase.
Then the Children of the Book,
the Children of God,
the Chosen Ones,
the Saved
became guiding lights
on the highway of unity.
{dropnote:"Poet's Note:"}I wrote this sometime in 156 B.E.
... [Read more] 7 Meditations December 14, 2018 at 7:11pm 7 Meditations
Jalál:
To Baha'u'llah
O Day of Glory dawning resplendently!
The Elixir of Eternal Life
Is descending on humanity.
O you who thirst for the wind of God's word!
DRink deep of the Elixir of Immortality,
That Baha'u'llah proffers.
Jamál
Beauty
Kamál
Perfection
Fiḍál;
To A Seeker
I am falling into grace ,
second by second
I approach my salvation.
‘Idál
Justice
Istijlál
Majesty
Istiqlál:
... [Read more] Silence January 8, 2022 at 4:00pm 1
Silence Whispers
Silence whispers to my soul,
unobtrusively its tones
recall my mind to my goal,
when the scriptures I intone.
Silence echoes in my mind,
speaks to me in shades of light,
about my faith in my kind,
about my concept of right.
Silence is the secret key,
that unlocks the door of self,
that reveals the secret me,
locked in the prison of self.
Whispers echo through my mind,
that intone matter's violence,
echoes running through my mind,
that the sacred ... [Read more] |