Saturday, April 30, 2011

swing and twirl and turn

With every single pulse
in my wrist
the cosmos move constantly.

If I cannot hear you say a word, dear friend,
I can feel you swing and twirl and turn
In this dance of eternity.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Lotust feet

I am a boulevard
lined with birch trees,
tender-hearted willow and lush wheat;
You walk on me
with this subtle presence and
O, my friend
before you know i hug  your lotus feet!

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

broken glass

Existence claps her hands
when you turn your gaze inwards.
Your concept of Otherness dissolves within blink of an eye
where everything becomes one ocean.
No competition nor comparison would exist.
Remember this: Love can mend a broken glass.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

destination

This,
I can declare
with openness and volcanic ignition in the heart: -
that burns all the reasons or justifications
to lie or to pretend.

On different levels, I connect to all things;
the things for which I cannot locate
their longitude or latitude or the cancer of Capricorn;
The things that I cannot count or even name;
But YOU, my marvelous companion,
You, I can declare
are my favorite
My favorite
my favorite
destination.

why are you afraid to be different

why are you so
afraid to be different, my friend?
don't you see Canopus
beaming thru a dense molecular cloud
to offer her entire self
to the song of love?

The scale

It is easier to place
this body on the scale and watch the numbers
read backward or forward;
and anyone can tell me, for that matter,
how many watts
are in the bulb hanging from one's kitchen.
Who can tell me, sweet companion,
how many candle lights are
in your radiance?
what scale can possible read
the depth of your heart?
Or how many ounces are contained in the ocean?
who can tell me?

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

The very moment you say

The very moment you say,
I don't know
you're cleaning your room
for wisdom to deepen
for peace to bloom
and for love to grow.
The very moment you say,
I don't know.

Monday, April 18, 2011

Shamz of Tabriz and Rumi

Cranberry oatmeal cookies
And green chai late: -
How swiftly they vanish into
The body
when they meet each other
In the holy mouth!
we won't ask how Shamz of Tabriz
and Rumi  met and dissolved into the  ocean of love.

We close our eyes
And we open them.
In this brief instant
Everything has changed forever
From within and from without.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

asparagus

Don’t complain, my friend, of this and that.
Welcome trials and grief that come your way
And host them as passing caravans;
This awareness itself, opens you up and transforms you and makes you tasty
Like a thoroughly soaked,
Dried, oiled and grilled asparagus.

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Just for now

Just for now
Stop your sermons, dear friend,
pause it, at least and listen to the one who
Has always been your listener.
Touch the present moment
With your heart.
Feel the budding rocks and humming ocean waves
And smiling rose petals inside of you.
the sun would wake up from
Her midnight sleep and
Start singing for you.

Thursday, April 14, 2011

selling honey

I had to stand on my feet in this tiny shop
in a small dusty village
and vendor honey all day
until one morning
When my entire being
has already flowered into pure sweetness
that is ready to be shared and savoured
with a companion.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

your name

upon hearing your name,
the body relaxed
and then became a translucent harp.
The mind started to bloom with the wild daisies.
The heart opened up
like a tree receiving the sunlight.
upon hearing your name.

Monday, April 11, 2011

each step

Whatever is happening
is happening.
 Let not this or that
big or small
bother you, my friend.
Turn your focus to the center....

Each step towards the sun
makes you sweet
like the peach kissed by the moon.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

grateful

I am forever grateful
to the wind
that brings me your fragrance;
to the forests that write your name
on ever single part of their bodies;
...to YOU, most beautiful one
who knows my heart
like the lines in your hands.
I am forever grateful.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

the galaxies

I
Can write a book or start a talk show
Pretty much about everything.
About you, dear friend,
I confess, I can say
NOTHING.

Dear one
Don’t ever get destructed
By this elegance
Whose language
the galaxies want to
rehearse.

like the earth

when someone becomes rude to you, say thank you, I love you, I am sorry. It might be difficult to do but remember that this is not another person or a stranger talking to you. It is only the part of you that needs healing and attention and love and complete acceptance and forgiveness today. Give him-her back something stunningly beautiful. something lovely, something beyonds words can say. Look at the earth. we give her bags of garbage everyday and she gives back beautiful trees and flowers and divine poetry. Be like the earth.

the meeting of the roses with the sun

have i told you most radiant one why i love your eyes?
they hold the secret of the dawn
in their beauty.
the meeting of the roses with the sun.

Friday, April 1, 2011

The camel

I know you're stressed out by the changes you move thru every day.
Job security, financial crisis, political unrest, global warming...
Ask the camel how many days she can go without water
or the thinkness of heat she goes through everyday.
she probably would not say much to you
but would smile a little bit and kiss the ground
with her large brown feet.
When the sheep become one with the shepherd,
the scattered patches of clouds come together
and turn into sweet rain.