my love for you

my love for you,
friend of my heart
keeps the rivers flow constantly;
keeps the winds blow.
my love for you
inspires the sun
to rise every day.
My love for you.

winged remembrance

After all this years of waiting for miracles,
I woke up into a song
span from the moon's wedding ring: -
from falcon's shimmering feathers.
Oh, beloved friend

It is time I shall rise with a winged remembrance,
with morning vapors.
It is time I shall sing.

ancient flute

I am the ancient flute  singing into the soul of the deserts.

Listen my friend: palm trees are dreaming of sweet elegance.

 

Just by listening to the way I sound

you can tell whose hands are holding me.

in touch

when I say I've grown up
I mean I've bloomed.
and I know this much.

for the child in me has come alive
and we're fully in touch.

sea of light

Sitting here in complete serenity
I remembered you dear friend.
and felt something surging through you, like hurricane.
something moving through you like the wind.
when the heart awakens to her ancient radiance nothing is  labeled bad or good
nothing is wrong or right.
May whatever moves through you turn into the ocean of love
May it be the sea of light!

the suns

Life is too good to talk about scarcity, dear friend.
The sun over your head has gone under grey clouds temporarily for now.
The suns in your eyes, dear one, are playing hide and seek
with a tomato farm In my yard.

radiating abundance

this body is slim and content
what is really hungry and crazy is the heart.
Don't make any efforts to close what is already open
Then you will witness
the clouds leaving through the very route they entered
and your dining table transformed
into a scent of radiating abundance.

impossible for imagination.

I've only tasted a tiny bit of your songs
carried away by the caravan of winds
and I wander around with my mouth watering constantly.
Beloved:
What would happen to me
if I hear you sing with my own ears;
If I see you with my own eyes?
That is impossible even for imagination.

Birthing a golden sun

Your whole face is awash with a warm glow
You want to join the crowd and have fun
but a great pain moves through you
and all structures that seemed invincible and
everlasting and familiar to your senses
crumble at the tip of your fingers.
You want to say something but words fall apart in your mouth.
Sweet tears cleanse your eyes
and your beauty is indescribable.
and I know what is happening to you: -
You're birthing a golden sun, my friend.
You're birthing a golden sun.

the day

Beloved:-
The day
beauty knew herself through me and you
was the day
when the rose opened her eyes to see
the glory of the sun
instead saw her own.

how the snow disappears into your smile.

There are thousand ways
to tell your beauty, my beloved.
One is just by watching
how the snow disappears
into your smile.

If only you could be silent

Beauty grabbed me by my elbows and
drew me to herself and said to me: -
Dear one
I want to touch you with my naked sweetness
I want to be known to you fully.
If only you stop describing me
If only you stop thinking about me
If only you could be silent now.

this world

They tell me to renounce this world.
to get away and reside in the distant caves,  eating wild berries and dry beans.
what if the world is consumed with your love
and dissolves completely into your light,
fully blooms in your heart
until nothing is left to abandon?
what if the world becomes your beautiful smile?

You are beautiful

When you know  in your heart that you're already beautiful and sacred, then your daily efforts to be more beautiful and more sacred will finally diminish.

Your breath

Oh most illuminated one

your breath
the perfume in your breath
The sweet fire in your breath
Dispels the root of all fears.

Grapes

grapes
once squeezed and crushed open,
are no more grapes again.
they are healing blossoms sent forth from the heart
to kiss thousands of cracked, thirsty lips.

pomegranate

Most radiant one:
Never have YOU and I been apart
Even for picoseconds. Have we?
And yet I yearn for you everyday
every day, every day.

and this yearning has turned me into
a delicious, fragile pomegranate.

love poetry

Today
The body that lives in me
the world that lives in me
the mind that lives in me
come together to recite love poetry.

Sweet scent

You have not come to my door for so many moons, they say.
and I am moved to deep sadness, because you're forever gone, they say.
I challenge you, my friends
That is not true,
if that is what they really meant:-
How is it humanly-divinely possible
to separate from you?
My door is left open, days and nights
I want them to come to my guestroom
and smell the air
Which is full of your sweet scent.

catching fire

O beloved one
You only opened your eyelids
Or slightly parted your lips for a smile.
By no means did you conspire -
To start a revolution
Nor strike a match:-
So why I am sweating all over
Why I am catching fire?

The wine

O my friend
I can now call you the radiant one
I can now call you my friend
for your smiles pale the sun.

About you,
I want to say more, I want to share more
but the wine you poured in my mouth
lifted the veils
and stole all my words.