All I hear is That

Like milk from cactus tree
Love is pouring around me

And inside me.
All I breath
All I see
All I touch
All I smell
All I hear
Is That.
How
has this found me, any way?
I don't know.

We have a date.

By the equator of heart's longing,
Between throbbing thighs of the full moon ,
At the center of human dreams,
We've a date beloved one.

If you come, I will meet you there.
If you don't come, I will meet you there.

Healing tree

I have long forgiven the axe as well as the hands that shoved the axe into my body.

Look at me, my friend. How forgiveness heals fully. Look deeper at my branches and roots. All the wounds are gone and what you can see now is only love. Love and acceptance. Believe me, all my residues are totally gone. The pain from my grievance and anger is gone. It was wearing me down and almost killing me more than the axe has killed parts of me. Yes, that was so tiring. Now I am totally free because the forgiveness is total. The love is total. Look how the wound is fully healed. Look how I am flowering again! Love for everyone. Acceptance for everyone even for those hurricanes and the axes. Love.She smiled through her flowers. Tears on her eyes looked like fresh dews on the grass. Tears of peace and forgiveness. They rolled down and touched the ground and turned into diamonds.

intoxication

We meet
in the streets or in the malls;
in the coffee shops or on facebook
and touch each other.
This touching
becomes an intoxication
This touching is a celebration
and not an accident.

Return of human sanity

The moon
Soft and tender moon
Entered my room
last night.
and left a trail in the morning.
I stepped on her footprint
and lost my mind.

Out in the street
I fell in love with everyone
and wanted kiss every hand,
Wanted to touch every feet I see.
Most people I met
Melted in this big love.
Only few tied their hands behind their backs
and shackled their feet with a barbed wire.
Beloved one,
This is
the return of human sanity.

It is time

It is time, dear friend

we evolve and  end human suffering
it is time we  bloom and outgrow our folly.-
who said the hands you hold is not divine?
who said the place where you stand now is not sacred?
who said the mouth you kiss is not holy?

a place of remembrance

a place of remembrance...
I am going there tonight;
into my heart's shrine.

and stay

there for a while.

If you cannot see me

beloved one,

among the many faces of lovers

No worries,

I am now much  more closer to you
Than in a thousand past lives.

This sweetness

This sweetness,
Oh your sweetness, beloved one
Your breath's sweetness,
your heart's sweetness....

Rises beyond all my understanding
beyond all my sensory experiences.
This sweetness dear one, pulls me away from my bed
In the middle of the night's wilderness
and leaves me under dark silent heavens
until I am strewn into small peals of the hungry skies
into a dust of constellations
into tiny delicious blushes of the moon
until I fully evaporate
into the heat of your presence
and cannot go back to sleep again.

I hear not my footfalls but yours.

You know, most beautiful one,
How I love to hung out with you!
How I truly love your presence!
How I crave for your touch!
The days you seemed to be away
Your aroma is like a freshly roasted coffee
wafting through my entire being...
The days you seemed to be away
My face is full of your smiles
  and my heart pulsates with your dance.
I walk in silence and I hear not my footfalls
but yours.
When I talk alone
Remember; I am not talking to myself.
I am talking to you instead.
Even when I am not talking
I am still talking to you,
In my heart.

I love you

My first love affair with you was written on the sand. I was illiterate and did not learn how to write. But you said to me. You don’t have to learn it. It is inside you already. You asked me to move my hands thru the heap of sand. I did as you instructed me. My hand was shivering. Now read it. You said to me. I did not learn how to read it . I said to you. You don’t have to learn it. It is inside you already. You insisted. My mouth was quivering when these words came through me. I LOVE YOU. Those were the words I wrote in the sand with my hands before I learned how to write it. And I said them with my mouth before I learned how to read them. As soon as those words left my mouth, I knew I was born. You smiled like the sun. I looked up and the sky was in full bloom. I looked around and realized that the sand was so enormous. I wondered where it begins and where it ends. I wondered where it comes from. You said this is not the sand. It is my body. It is my bosom. It is my heart. It is a flower in my heart. You wrote it on my heart. Your wrote it on a flower. Your hands are innocent and pure. Whatever you touch becomes a flower. It might take a little while but this flower would fill the planet earth with her fragrance and the farmer in China would recognize it. The merchant in Saudi Arabia would feel it. The  nursing mother in Mexico would taste it. The fighter in the middle east would smell it….. You said.
Between this brief conversation, many worlds came and went. Years came and went but the energy we exchanged was never touched by time. It was never covered by the dust of history. It is still pure and alive and fresh like a new born baby. It is sparkling like Gold.

We have known each other

Oh dear friend!
A very beautiful secret
has happened between you and me:-
long before our eyes have met
long before our hands touched each other
long before the woods gave birth to fecund zebras
Even long before the sands yearned for the desert
We have known each other.

Symphony in all hearts

With utmost humility and humbleness
 I can say this, most beautiful one;

You're a symphony in all hearts
When we learn how to listen to YOU.

Every time I remember YOU,
YOU come down
in the form of morning mist and
soak my lips with love.

Please tell me, beautiful one,
If I am singing YOU correctly.

YOU are in every single feather
of the eagle’s wings
The wild horses galloping in the hills
Carry YOU in their hooves.
YOU are a miracle and
Babies drink YOU with their mothers milk.

Farmers dilute YOU with
Their waters and bath in YOU.
Lovers mix YOU with their creams
and put YOU on their bodies.
They say YOU are very healing.
They say YOU are very soothing.

In the village so far away
Bakeries sprinkle YOU in their flours
and make delicious bread.
Their customers sing all night with joy.
They say they are drunk, so drunk with joy that
they could no longer tell
the difference between day and night.


You're a symphony in all hearts
When we learn how to listen to You.

Please tell me, beautiful one,
If I am singing YOU correctly.

I caught fire

Oh neighbors! Listen!
I caught fire this morning.
No lamentation, nor fear, nor worries me

Make no attempts to call the fire brigade.

That would be a futile commitment.
Instead become the wind
and spread the fire like perfume.

The fire is from the beloved
 It makes you drunk,
empty, fearless, starry-eyed-beautiful.

walls and fences

With just a single deep breath,
Space and time will lose their heads
and go laughing in the busy streets
of your village
and
All the walls and fences
between you and me will come down.

I gave birth to sunflower

All day
I labored.
I labored all night;
It is serene this morning.

 and suddenly quiet;
Hour after hour after hour;
I gave birth to light
I gave birth to sunflower.