remembrance
oneness
I looked for you
and couldn’t find a trace
now the search
has ended
and we meet laughing
at every place I go
in every face I behold
🌱
for a moment
stop believing
what they want
you to believe
what hurts you
hurts the other
we all stem
from the same essence
born with hearts to love
and hands to heal
let’s build each other up
wait.
In a sacred moment
I tasted your presence
to the depths
of my soul
and all I ever knew
melted away
time stopped
and that moment lasted
for eternity
in your touch
you showed
what it means
to feel,
in your embrace
what it means
to belong
enwrapped in you
snow flakes
started to burn softly
and I forgot
where I ended
and you began
lost in the day
a thought of you
brushed by
like a gentle breeze
and butterflies
started fluttering
under my skin
in anticipation.
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art by Rimel Neffati http://www.rimelneffati.com/fr/accueil.html
chaotic stillness
Life goes.. forward
or does it trace its way back
one encounter at a time
to where it all began
like a jigsaw
that you try to piece
your whole life
only to realize
it was already complete
in the name of ‘experience’
you stumble
diving face first
into your destiny
resisting, accepting, becoming
what you were meant to be
faces, forgotten faces
surfacing from abyss
at the time of need
others with time
sink to the bottom
in the deep
faces, traces, erase it
a hand once held
an embrace once felt
that left a taste of divinity
this fading world
sweeps past
so quickly
where is the affinity?
cradling fragments
embedded in the core
of true Reality
I persist
hearing the memory
of a quiet surrender
long before
I can remember.
Untold Stories
Now and then I wash upon
The shores of untold stories,
Begging to be told.
And as I crashed
Upon this sandy shore
Of a broken pair of lovers
I tried my best to cling onto
And grab as many grains as I could.
Before the waves pulled me back again
And the story faded away.
– Zeeshan Amit, The Olive Grove : https://olivegrovefacingthesea.wordpress.com
season’s greetings :)
My lovely readers,
Just wanted to take a moment to thank you all for being a part of this space 🙂 Appreciate each and every one of you. Writing and poetry has been a sacred experience for me and if you can resonate with even a single post here, I’m humbled and grateful. As I went for a walk this beautiful morning, a realization surfaced that I thought I’d share. Three things of value that can’t be compromised – the company of loved ones, taking time to feed the soul and enjoying simple pleasures of life.
May this holiday season bring you warmth, love and all that you’re looking for.
Love and Light always,
Himani B
Love?
Truer words were never spoken. Follow more of B’s soulful poetry and journey at http://justbpoetry.wordpress.com
People say I love to suffer, And…I suffer from Love, but is it greater to suffer from lost love or lack there of….and if love is lost, was it ever love, and is love lost? or is love just found? or profound? does it let you fly? or keep you on the ground? is it a silent sound that can be heard all around? or does it… fall on the deaf ears of those who fear to fully let go?
Ya Rabb
the Caller calls out
time after time
echoing in my being
resounding from within
lost in the worldly ties
I look all around
east, west, I look for guidance
in directions unseen
yet in my vision
in my dreams
in the experience
of soulful Supreme,
I am drawn closer
I am pulled in
with head bowed lower
I utter words
without known reason
frazzled in thoughts
questioning my physical reality
slowly sinking inside
I ask for Grace
to help me respond
to help me hear and follow
to help me walk the path
is today the day
I ask myself
to surrender
to reach out to Perfection?
is today the day
to submit
to wear the cloak of Protection?
today is the day
the perfect day
(my soul cries)
today is the perfect day
for Resurrection
…..
an ode to February 20, 2014 when in the turning of the tide, life took a 360 degree turn
silent revelation
in our dreaming
we find each other
in forgetfulness
we look for reasons
questioning what only eyes can see
doubting what is to be trusted
where do the tears disappear to
where does the laughter come from
that void where all sinks in,
emptiness that consumes
over and again
I stand here
still
looking out for you
your ineffable image, that echoing sound
distant rumble of your footsteps
still alive in my thoughts
taking a leap in remembrance
I surge towards you –
like a moon
seeking fullness
like an empty vase
longing for the freshness of flowers
≁
plough my heart
with your name
for if its you
I forget to remember
then I haven’t really remembered
anything
sacred shrine
cloaked in humility
from the spectrum of my thoughts
to lining of feelings
I lie at your altar
imbued in your Presence
the cool morning breeze
slowly unfolds secrets
what my heart cannot fathom
these tiny eyes cannot suffice
still the breeze
hums softly
over my ears
and I hear every atom
every particle in existence
each heart beating with the same vibration
I close my eyes
and see a universe whirling inside
wherever I travel – inside, outside
I find myself coming home
even when I think I am going away
I wake up to a union in separation
once I was sane and knowing
now with a heart swollen in gratitude
reduced to nothingness at your feet
little by little
I am remembering everything
prayer beads
dearest Divine
help us, guide us, bless us
in your ever flowing love
in your eternal light
may what we do
only brings us closer to you
now that you have brought us this far
hold our hand and show us the way
clear our path to you
please don’t lead us astray
help us realize our gift
fuel our inner flame
with your holy name
help us remember our purpose
and why we came
make this purifying experience
easier on us
on our souls, on our worldly existence
polish us
enlighten us
so leaving only good behind
we do more than our empty words
could ever express
may all those who pass by
be blessed with the clarity
choosing the right from the wrong
they are led
to where they belong
if you are in our humble hearts
your essence blends
in the speech that flows
and the transcending spirit
branching upwards
unceasingly glows
with a heart full of gratitude
I only ask of you
to keep us close
quieten our minds
so you, my Beloved
can be the overflow
bounteous altar
how is it
that you give
before I even ask
the keeper of my heart
the saviour of my soul
_/\_
no matter what I say
no matter how many ‘thank you’s
I convey
words of gratitude
will never be enough
in return of what
You have given me
∙ tenderheartmusings ∙ 