saving the world

I know, my dear friend,
You’ve always wanted to save the world from falling apart,
To end the wars in the Middle East, to feed the hungry
And to take down the authoritarian
regimes in Africa and elsewhere.
But dear one
with your won anger in side of you,
With your own fear inside of you
With your own wanting inside of you
With your own wars in side of you,
How can you possibly grow wings
and soar?

drink this light

This is enormous;
The radiance surging inside
Every little openings.
The water has fully soaked the soil
Pouring through and through.
The parts that claims to be separate
No more exist now.
Touching every particle
with one divine song.
Everything blending
into everything else.
Don’t go far, my friend.
Drink this light in front of you.

which comes first

The mind asks:
Which comes first? The egg or the chicken?
Why would one care? Everything unfolds itself to us
Whenever we are ready to see.
If you follow your thoughts
you will close your doors and turn off the lights
because hyena is laughing in the woods.
Presence opens the doors and the windows.
She does not ask who is knocking.
In complete synchronicity and oneness
bees turn flowers into a dark honey.

the broom

Grace is not what you love.
It is what you are.
You turn away from her
and in the blink of the eye
you meet the twins named anger and fear.
Say the words a thousand times "who am I"
"who am I" with a large space between them.

This is a of  broom  divine eloquence sweeping your house
From dirt.

lips turning into waterlilies.

The universe
Knows when you are not inside of her
And she can feel the absence.
Sooner or later you too can.
It might get windy and cloudy
Some kind of imbalance or pain in the body might be felt.
But don’t tell these stories as your own.
They are just bubbles on the sea shores.
Neither add nor subtract anything from reality.
Kiss them in the eyes as they come dancing your way.
Then watch your lips turning into waterlilies.

Be a space

You must not worry to create beauty.
Beauty cannot be created nor demolished.
Your responsibility
is to be a space through which beauty flows.
Yes, be a Space.
... Be a clean faucet, a tube that is not clogged nor rusted
so that water can move through you easily.
Be a mother’s breast that milk pours through.
Be a clear sky through which the sun moves.

As soon as the ego cracks wide open

As soon as the ego cracks wide open
Love’s fragrance will take you over and consumes you completely
until you fully become that fragrance.
until every moment of your life becomes your meditation
and everyone you meet becomes the beloved.
Here you don’t even have time to bargain because time does not
have a passport into this field

your fear of empty space

Your fear
to an empty space
will dissipate
When you see orchids
blossoming from underneath the ruins of
a massive structure.

Why do you keep resisting, dear one
When the beloved crashes into your window
to wipe tears from your sweet eyes?

language of roses

the way rocks roll down the hill
the way feet take turn to rise and fall
the way light moves though the caves,
the way children see each other and feel the
eyes magnet
the way you get inside of me and
turn me into a jewel;
This is not a reason at all.
this is the language of the roses.

Happiness

Living in a mansion
Or driving a luxury car
Or being a movie star
Cannot grant you happiness.
Happiness
Is how you are deeply in touch with life.
Happiness
Is how passionately and tenderly
You make love to existence
Knowing that
you are not separate from her.

sacred dance

An icicle hunging down a roof
offers himself fully to the sun.
Your commutes between the ocean of fragrance
and this world is a sacred dance
You perfom every day without rehersals.

If there is anything at all
in your life
that can be taken away
from you,
let it go now.

enter this moment with me

People ask
How old are you?
You pause here and reflect
because what you are going to say
could defy the laws of gravity.
This is like saying
How old is life?
or when has the universe began?
or since when has a bird start singing?
Inside a single string
the cosmos pulsate with exuberance.
Marry love now and enter
this moment with me.

It is not about you

Your beauty is not in knowing what you desire to be,

Your beauty is in knowing and celebrating

 who you already are.

If you have been judged or defined or categorized

Because of your form or skin, by circumstances or your gender,

It is not about you

This is about the one who is judging you.

It does not matter how we get from one hemisphere to another.

From one valley of life to another;

What matters is to open our eyes, look down and see tiny

beings walking the same road with us, streaming from the same

Flame of breath, and returning to the same music.

The digging

Dear one:
I have seen you a hundred times
hiring the army of daily laborers
to dig into the ground in search of the gold
You've buried once.
Don't ask me how long the search is taking.
It all depends on how ready,
focused and determined you are
to find the gold,
and how hard the soil has become.

Fire of love

For how long
can you stay solid and defiant?

sooner or later you will catch the fire of love
and dissolve
and no one can find you
in the market any more.

Your eloquence

Your eloquence
Days and nights cannot hold it.
It reminds me of the rainbow
climbing the sky of the deepest gratitude.
The way a child visits this world
and the way he departs;
The way we enter this presence
and the way we dissolve;
The way seasons move through this body;
that is your eloquence
beloved one.
This is your eloquence.

taking down barbed wires

It rained heavily last night

taking down barbed wires and posts
standing between houses;
smashing down  protocols and rules.
Only when  you follow the light
in your heart, dear one,
can you  break demarcations
and shine brightly.

Whoever resists

Most of us come from a tradition

that did not allow men to cry

nor women to laugh in the public.

Oh thanks God!  we are here now at the point

where every being desires to enter and vanish.

Whoever resists to dulve into this  ocean

Whoever resists these eyes pulsating with of love-fire

Whoever resists the sun's mouth full of honey

Can easily break  down in the road and

cause a traffic congestion.

Nothing

I was showing my friend, the other day,
a beautiful present from one of my beloved friends.
Then my friend was deeply touched by what he just saw and wanted to know
if I have given him something in return.
I said "Yes
"What did you give him?" he said filled with the sea of curiosity
Nothing, I gave him nothing, that is the best gift I can give a friend or this world. I said.
My friend, did not seem to understand and kept looking at me.
I kept looking at him too. Silence.
because once we start explaining nothing,
it becomes something.

Lion's roar in every drops of tears

Sometimes
We feel the depth and intensity
Of beauty around us
And dissolve into tears.
And in every drops of tears
You can hear the lion’s roar
And the ocean singing

Of union.

when we are ready to drink

My daughter and I went for a walk
stepping on piles of fallen leaves.
The trees stood naked and yet firm and happy
bowing and whirling to every sunlight traveling.
The path in the woods gives off delicious breath
touching and healing every feet she comes in touch with.

Flowers, my friend, flowers
drop their soft petals
to a roaring wind
and still their fragrance
catches us like fire
and we fall down in prayers.
Nothing outside of you matters, my friend
As nothing inside of you matters.
Just remember to surrender all reasons, all forms.
water turns to sweet laughter only to find us again
in our glass when we are ready to drink.

the moon shining brightly

Last night
I watched the moon shining brightly,
as if it were her wedding anniversary.
the night breeze was singing passionately too,
with such softness in the heart, such beautiful depth
and did not bother if anyone was listening.

The most natural question you should ask now
is not how much others love you.
It is how much you share your love with others.
Then even before you finish your question
the word "others" begins to crumble in your mouth
and becomes nonexistent.

the maze around you

Why are you so stingy to yourself?
For whom are you saving this beauty
When you are starving now?
Look deeper inside again
With all the radiance in your eyes.
this moving deeper
is moving towards the wholeness.
the sea that cannot contain her beauty
breaks the shores and starts singing.
You can expand only
when you disintegrate the maze around you.

purple wings

You
were sound asleep last night.
I secretly dived inside of you and touched something
and then stopped. It was your hidden wing
made of purple light and deep compassion.
Oh my beloved friend!
This tells me why you rose above religious dogmas and
cultural fences, this tells me clearly
How you soared above all mentally constructed walls
and found yourself in the same room
with me.

two hands

two hands come together
to wash history
from each other.
this is the meeting of two petals
on the same plant.
... they emit fragrance,
they make love like two rivers meeting.
if you are not fully here in this meeting of hands,
you cannot make love
you make frictions.

melt into me

The mind creates some dramas
or fictions out of nothingness
and then starts to fret about this and that.
But the the sea who looks for you all the times
raises her voice and says to you:
“Oh the heart of my heart,
where did you just slip away in no time?
you are not here to survive. You are here to shine
through every single breath you take.
stop worrying aboutt the past or the future.
come back now and melt into me.”

this being in love

This being in LOVE
Weaves elegant wings around you,
lifts you up and places
you in the center of all beings and
then birth and death, lying and truth,
grief and sorrow
Are no longer your worries.

This being in LOVE, my friend,
makes you a sweet hose
through which
innocence pours constantly.

with you

With you
I can sit in deep silence
For eternity with no desire to speak.

With you
I can soar a thousand skies
With no fear of falling down.

With you
I can lie down on a grass
With no garments on.

Oh sweet mouthed one!
Who can tell the depth of this faith
I have in you!

The wine of love pours into a cup

Milk pours from a cow unconditionally
and the cow never asks who is taking her milk.
The wine of love pours into a cup
and turns to light and then to a song.
Love pours thru this body constantly
And I said to myself,
What for do I really need these layers of clothes?
a few days ago someone got into
my metal horse and run away with a GPS.
What they've not realized is
so much abundance is still here.
Eloquence is everywhere
Love is in everything
This morning I knocked on a door
of a friend I have not seen in so many seasons.
A different door opened up instead and
someone I knew smiled with all her eyes.
What is taken from us is not ours.
what is ahead of us is not ours.
A friend is here with us now.
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your hand gives off light

Your hand,
Like a bonfire
Gives off light
And anyone you touch
Turn into a brilliant day.
... Oh! what a friend you are, dear one!
what a fire you are
That keeps burning even
In the wildest storm.

some weave basket out of light

some weave basket out of light
some weave love.
some gather dry woods and build fires in the hills
and then toast corn on the cob and share it with the evening breeze.
some build fire in the hearts and let it spread
until it consumes the entire world.
Look my friend:
from the outside, it seems we do things differently.
from inside
the stillness of a poem can hold the ocean.
we recite every word with the heart full of song,
the ocean pours into the cracks of our lips.