tHiS iS lOve...

This is love: to fly to heaven, every moment to rend a hundred veils;
At first instance, to break away from breath -- first step, to renounce feet;
To disregard this world, to see only that which you yourself have seen⁶ to see only that which you yourself have seen" -- Nicholson's version is "(not to see your own eye) whence all objects derive their unreal existence..
I said, "Heart, congratulations on entering the circle of lovers,
"On gazing beyond the range of the eye, on running into the alley of the breasts."
Whence came this breath, O heart? Whence came this throbbing, O heart?
Bird, speak the tongue of birds: I can heed your cipher!
The heart said, "I was in the factory whilst the home of water and clay was abaking.
"I was flying from the workshop whilst the workshop was being created.
"When I could no more resist, they dragged me; how shall I
tell the manner of that dragging?"

Our Death is our Wedding!!!

Our death is our wedding with eternity.
What is the secret? "God is One."
The sunlight splits when entering the windows of the house.
This multiplicity exists in the cluster of grapes;
It is not in the juice made from the grapes.
For he who is living in the Light of God,
The death of the carnal soul is a blessing.
Regarding him, say neither bad nor good,
For he is gone beyond the good and the bad.
Fix your eyes on God and do not talk about what is invisible,
So that he may place another look in your eyes.
It is in the vision of the physical eyes
That no invisible or secret thing exists.

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  • But when the eye is turned toward the Light of God

What thing could remain hidden under such a Light?
Although all lights emanate from the Divine Light
Don't call all these lights "the Light of God";
It is the eternal light which is the Light of God,
The ephemeral light is an attribute of the body and the flesh.
...Oh God who gives the grace of vision!
The bird of vision is flying towards You with the wings of desire.

I died from minerality and became vegetable;

And From vegetativeness I died and became animal.

I died from animality and became man.

Then why fear disappearance through death?

Next time I shall die

Bringing forth wings and feathers like angels;

After that, soaring higher than angels -

What you cannot imagine,

I shall be that.

We are as the flute, and the music in us is from thee;
we are as the mountain and the echo in us is from thee.

We are as pieces of chess engaged in victory and defeat:
our victory and defeat is from thee, O thou whose qualities are comely!

Who are we, O Thou soul of our souls,
that we should remain in being beside thee?

We and our existences are really non-existence;
thou art the absolute Being which manifests the perishable.

We all are lions, but lions on a banner:
because of the wind they are rushing onward from moment to moment.

Their onward rush is visible, and the wind is unseen:
may that which is unseen not fail from us!

Our wind whereby we are moved and our being are of thy gift;
our whole existence is from thy bringing into being.

COME...COME...YET AGAIN COME!!

Come, come, whoever you are.

Wonderer, worshipper, lover of leaving.

It doesn't matter.

Ours is not a caravan of despair.

Come, even if you have broken your vow

a thousand times

Come, yet again, come, come.

O you who've gone on pilgrimage -
where are you, where, oh where?
Here, here is the Beloved!
Oh come now, come, oh come!
Your friend, he is your neighbor,
he is next to your wall -
You, erring in the desert -
what air of love is this?
If you'd see the Beloved's
form without any form -
You are the house, the master,
You are the Kaaba, you! . . .
Where is a bunch of roses,
if you would be this garden?
Where, one soul's pearly essence
when you're the Sea of God?
That's true - and yet your troubles
may turn to treasures rich -
How sad that you yourself veil
the treasure that is yours!

O Flower!

O flower! Attired in pure natural innocence,
Thou are ignorant of thy enchanting aroma,
Unaware of thy Charm,
Dances freely with flirtious breeze,
Hardly cares about world’s joy and sorrow,
Thou are neither selfish nor altruistic
Full of Self yet so Selfless!

I am fascinated by your tranquil disposition,
At dawn thou bath in sun’s rays,
Flirt with colorful butterfly,
Fall a deep sleep in afternoon warmth.
Enjoy melodious sound of chirping birds

Thou lover, up there - the sky,
Gazes you with intense admiration,
He kisses you tenderly through his winds,
Thou spread thy fragrances in his arms,
He grows enamored of thy presence,
What a beautiful bond!

Thy fall comes – autumn arrives,
Still thou remain full of life as ever before,
Not worried; not shaken a bit
Simply falls, without uttering a
Single word to your lover to save you
from getting withered.

Thou unconditional acceptance is captivating,
O soft hearted beauty, thy passive life is
Exquisite treasure of green emotions

The LION of The Tribe Of Judah(by MM)

Eyes that do not see, ears that do not hear…
Voices that have no sound, minds that can not think…
We are looking but we don’t see, we hear but we don’t understand…
Is this what we have become beloved children of God…
Lomhlaba uyazamazama zizingqi zotshaba oluzayo…

Transgression that leads to contradiction that contributed to controversy…
Forgive me Mr. Bishop if your soul is troubled by these words…
I am busy tracking back my steps to the Shepherd and Bishop of souls…
The Government laws that contradicts with laws of The Governor.
Lomhlaba uyazamazama zizingqi zotshaba oluzayo…

Forgive me Mr. Preacher man if this Gospel contradicts with yours…
The birth of Christmas day and Sunday as a Lord’s day, the devil is a liar…
Is your Jesus the Jesus of the Easter, lies from pits of hell…
Was your Jesus crucified on a Friday, are we reading the same Scripture…
Lomhlaba uyazamazama zizingqi zotshaba oluzayo…

We are faced with a deadly weapon of the mixture of lies and the truth…
Can we counter-act the counter-feit from the father of lies…
Are we truly worshiping God the Creator of heaven and earth…
This is the time to destroy in order to rebuild the True Church…
Lomhlaba uyazamazama zizingqi zotshaba oluzayo…

For the final war his army is gathering against the True Church of God…
The mission has always been to deceive, steal, destroy and kill…
This is the time to call upon the Lion of the Tribe of Judah…
The final war is upon us the True Church of God…
Lomhlaba uyazamazama zizingqi zotshaba oluzayo…

Clouds appear
and bring to men a chance to rest
from looking at the moon.
Basho

A giant firefly:On a rock in the rapids
sits
a fallen camellia.
Miura Yuzuru

Deep within the stream
the huge fish lie motionless
facing the current.
J.W. Hackett
that way, this way, that way, this -
and it passes by.
Issa

There are thousands upon thousands of students
who have practised meditation and obtained its fruits.
Do not doubt its possibilities because of the simplicity of the method.
If you can not find the truth right where you are,
where else do you expect to find it?

Dogen

My Mother..

What would we be without our mothers, the one that gave us life?
Who are always there for us, in times of joy or strife.

Who else could make a peanut butter sandwich, exactly like you wanted it to be?
Covering all corners of the bread, Along with good old jelly.

The mom who heard our joys and sighs, when teenage trials seemed mighty
Who always listened to our dreams, even when she thought us flighty.

The mom who stood with us, as our own babes were born
Continuing the thread of family ties, the strength of love goes on.

So, thanks to you Pretty Mama, for giving my your love
And watching over me still, from the heavens up above.