sufism
mystic
ambrosial hour of dawn
adrift in a state of oblivion
of which nothing can be said
…..
art by Gülcan Karadağ
the calling
You are
with me
within me
every second
of every moment
Yet, I live the truth
of ‘You’ away from ‘I’
Yet I feel
this intense separation
from home
Like an unborn child
pulled away
from womb
Like the thirsty desert
that longs for rain,
an affliction
with no remedy for pain.
Sleepless at night
restless for days
Beloved, your memory
stirs me awake.
My trembling lips
heaped with sighs,
endless tears, in your name
are now running dry.
Without you, my essence,
how am I
to stay alive?
Calling out
my entire being
leaps,
gasping
for a breath ..
I miss you.
Take me home.
adrift
I wandered with a hunger
that only your love
satisfied.
Secrets unveiled with time
pure gratitude remained
for all that I was denied.
As the vision got clearer
chaos collapsed, doors opened
even those I never knew.
Now I keep finding myself
lost in the mystery
that is You.
…..
Photography courtesy Ahmed M. Abdulazim
repose
words
can’t articulate
how you stir my soul
in quiet contemplation
…..
one with the breeze, my beautiful sister ❤
winged flight
my soul
takes flight
as I lie surrendered
on your sacred shrine
in each sacred moment
the Universe reveals secrets
hidden from my tiny eyes
rooted in you, Beloved
let my life be
a dance into the light
unto you
a loving sacrifice
……
music courtesy two of my favourite artists – Ludovico Einaudi and Phaeleh
http://www.ludovicoeinaudi.com
http://phaeleh.co.uk
infinite
I taste you
in breathing waters
hear you
in the laughing sky
flying
into the light
I take a dip
in eternity
each moment
pregnant with you
my feet
touch
only
to kiss
the holy ground
path
words fall through me
and rituals pull me away
now that each step
I take towards you
is a prayer
glowing embers
Beloved
give me a sip
of your flaming wine
consume me in your Love
intoxicated in you
I have come alive
with every bead
kohl stains, tears stream
from these tiny eyes
dreaming to behold
your beautiful face
they long to see your Light
my heart has grown weary
of looking for love
bleeding, it crumbles
revealing the subtle Truth
that quietly rests inside
Beloved
give me another sip
of your flaming wine
show me the way
to the tavern
or let me be annihilated
here, on your sacred shrine
☉
my existence
on an empty canvas
what could it be
in words so few?
ah! a splash
from a paintbrush
dipped, in the shades of you
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
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
∙ tenderheartmusings ∙ 