silence
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.
path
words fall through me
and rituals pull me away
now that each step
I take towards you
is a prayer
language
what is this language
that flows from your heart to my soul?
periods swirl into commas
questions leap into exclamations
pen breaks, ink spills, love stains
every time you come closer
‽
don’t be afraid to show
what you know
what you hold inside
whats kept hidden
suffocates, slowly dies
or worse what you make visible
will be perceived as a lie
only the truth that is burning well
will help you survive
a deeper knowing, a fearless thought
a feeling that consumes alive
say what is on your mind
while you’re still full of life
let go, love, express, ignite
it is definitely worth a try
my love, don’t be shy
no breath comes out of a dead self
not even a sigh!
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your love
my soul
in quiet togetherness
where it all
falls
a p a r t
only to flow together
gracefully
in oneness
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
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
deeper tranquil
feel life pulsating
through your veins
feel it from the inside
in your fingertips, in your toes
let your skin breath
let the sun warm your soul
walking the long road
you tumbled over and fell
tired, and weary at times
you sought answers
no one could ever tell
but look where you are
look how far you have come
your eyes, your skin, your face
they all have countless stories to tell
of wars you fought
with people
with your self
faces, forms
they all will fade away
for they were never there to stay
gaze inwards
where the answers lie
live deeper in love
beyond the perception
of your eyes
in your unrestrained soul
are the moments of sheer enormity
of a value beyond words
take a dip in that ocean
there’s nothing, no nothing of the world
that could quench that thirst
even in moments of despair
there is a deeper tranquil
find a way to it
and it will stay
feel your precious life
pulsating through the veins
I’ll say these words
before my speech
in silence
is lost again
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I am not sure
what I love
more –
you
or the fact
that maybe
that maybe one day
when the stars align
when the angels plead
you will come
and sit beside me
you’ll sit
till words cease to flutter
from our lips
till the silence
quietly slides
nudging you gently
to lie next to me
and we’ll watch
the clouds float by
hear the leaves gently rustle
to the songs of existence
in the warm summer sky
you’ll lie down
and you’ll teach me
what love is
all over again
till the stars fade
and the sun rises
with every sunset
every glowing sunrise
you’ll show me
the divinity
in your embrace
the devouring memory
in your touch
reminding me of home
just like you did
just like you did
as the summer flowers
spring blossoms
and autumn rains
we’ll seize moments
to gaze into the Eternal
to our heart’s content
slip into our space
tending to ineffable treasures
that lie hidden
underneath
there we will lie
for timeless decades to come
feeding our souls
confounded by love
comforting our hearts
trembling with delight
…..
photography by Mariko Evans from one of my top favourite blogs : http://myworldonmute.com
🍃
hum me, darling
your sweet lullaby
and let me disappear
in your arms
again
the scent
of your unceasing touch
lingers still,
swinging
like a pendulum
the thoughts of you
are flooding
my every vein
feel our whispers
chase each other
when you come close,
let your kisses
dance softly
on my skin
again
and hush..
don’t question
this or that
who has ever
been able to fathom
the immensity
this heart can contain
be silent and feel
the utter belonging
of our beings
and all that
our love can sustain
hum me, beloved soul
your sweet lullaby
after fading into you
I have found me again
…..
art by Lauri Blank : http://blankstudio.com
full moon
what does
your silence say
what is it
that you wish to convey
what have you felt,
that you can’t contain?
…..
a random find, photography by Alexandra Bergman
muted thoughts
the madness we caress
purity in your tears
treasure in these ruins,
and the futility of those fears
is it worth it, is it worth the pain?
[pause]
enough of pain
darkness and blurred sight
come close, heed to my plight
I have burnt the blame
in a holy flame
lead me from the ashes
show me your light
chilled daisy
away from the army of grass
in the orchestra of a rain shower
pondering in silence
my rare beauty
fluttering words
words are the seeds
that fruit into thoughts,
into feelings at times
a tree doesn’t care much
if its seeds fall into the sea
or into fertile ground
or if either of them speaks the truth
when it is listening
its joy is in giving
and when the time is ripe
it spreads them with a smile
oh far and wide
but yes, sometimes
silences can do that too
in divine existence, between two souls
ah those perfectly timed silences
only free flow!
as a part of poetic dialogue and in response to –
What’s the use of words
when words are-
a dead weight,
soulless creation
far from real,
close to fake!
Just a way
to spread your plague
you delusional thoughts,
what’s the use of seeing
when your mind is closed!
What’s the use of words
when people are deaf,
and everything you say
turns to dust
before reaching them,
it decays!
Just wasted breaths
wasted parts of life,
what’s the use of words
when what you say…
it’s not true at all!
http://kushtrimthaqi.com/2013/09/25/speechless-2/
∙ tenderheartmusings ∙ 