Why Should I Fear?
I die
the death of a stone
but I rise
a new plant-rose
I was an animal
now I am a man
you tell me
why should I fear death?
Companion
At twilight
the moon appeared
and smiled
at me
and I winked back
delightedly
to see my old
friend
keeping me company
in the darkness
creating illuminescence
The hawk steals
the bird of prey
so the moon steals
the lime-light of day
in the sky
I sit watch and pray
that my soul
will be created anew
each day
Lift Me!
I am in a rage
my soul is a fury
bird-in-cage
the bonds I do seek to break
the moon-shake
hands
candle-bands
glow-lamps
above reason
below the earth
joy overwhelming
hangover cure
i turn my face
you turn yours
i speak erroneously
words absurd
truth coming
streaming forth
i can’t
tell a lie
it won’t fill my
cup
Soul man
Solomon
wordsmiths my name
madman in bonds
locks and chains
Love raise me up
let me depart
from here
I want to get
back to the start
With Angels
With Shamz
I spin in circles
sucking
universal thumbs
and nipples
Great Mom
Great Father
be my well
waters
Lift me tree-top spinning
I can’t sit still
any longer
I must I will
be stronger
than ever I could
imagine clever
happens
but transcendence
that’s a different story
altogether
The Question
And David asked
the Lord
if you don’t need
us
why did you create this world
down here amongst
flesh and dust
for us to lie
and thrush and thrust
about like fish
out of water
like a stork without
a worm in its mouth
upturned
smiling
frowning deliriously
seriously
Lord tell me
why this Creation was necessary
why
am I?
To this Reality spoke
back
o thee
prisoner of time-being
I am the secret
treasure of kindness
and seeking
the end of the rainbow
the mirror
shining your face backwards
into the darkness
and mud and straw
do not get
stuck
Overcome
let the juice
ferment
then you will feel some
thing
that you have yet
to feel before
true ecstasy
true intoxication
A Divine Celebration
let your soul
overcome the fleshy
transcendency
you see so
despondently
let the alchemy
transform your copper
into Gold
the Sun doesn’t
wear a Crown
it is the Robe
Wind Through Me
The music
is within us
flute-man
over mountains and far
lands
Here my Echo!
Here are my Roar!
Do you believe
greater-me is in store?
Soul of Souls
existence non-existence
manifestations
of perishability
the lion waves
on my banner
inner-heart
strength
energetic matter
fear neither pitter
nor pattern
the wind rushes
onward
into the beyond
into the unseen
dream of beauty
and your world
will be
a flower
blowing
gently in the summer
night’s breeze
Stagger
All day
I spend my time
thinking of what’s to be
of me
when the great night
falls upon
my face
over my body
My soul it belongs
somewhere
else I feel
yet its trapped
here in this mortal cell
With drunkenness
I stagger
forward
creating commotion
overcoming boredom
but having
spoken words
I might
regret
I seek for the bird
from another continent
who will fly with
me carrying my ears
and eyes on its wings
to see the whole
world
land-scaping
Who will come
with me and escape
this prison of addiction
to ecstasy?
Who can go
forth where
the plan
is re-course
Are you ready?
OK then
Let’s Go
I Am Coming
I wonder
I worship
I love despair
I love what is here
and what is there
what I hear
the entanglements of hair
My caravan
it goes forth broken
over vows
lost amidst
the grounds of sin
a thousand times
over and over
I do ask for pardon
but
I know it is my soul
that must
be augmented
if
ever I am to make
it to the Heavenly Gates
Please wait for me
I am only human
I will do my best
in this world
to
overcome self-loathing
and hatred
Take me in
I will make it
Let Me Be
I thought I was gone
I thought I was no more
I didn’t know whether
I had any more
tears to cry
I didn’t know
if I had wings
to fly
I was laughter
I was sadness
I was all these things
Life Love Madness
Celebrated wings
I change from the temporal
to the eternal
and then back
again
I go crazy
thinking I might
not have you in my arms
forever
Truth of this world
come back to me
let my heart
be your house
and your body be my Soul
World
Cosmos
won’t you be my girl?
I’m so gullible
I fall for the same thing
all the time
but sometimes
I can’t take it
sometimes I must give
back
Let my love be
the flame
of your
candle
let
me lead
the procession
let me be servant
teacher
well-wisher
and misgiven
Let me experience
everything
that the world has to offer
and let it taste
me in return
Let me overcome
bridges
un-burned
Let me be thankful
Let me bear light
let me go always
towards
that which is
If Only the Sun
If only a tree
could walk
and wander
and meander through
the forest
to our houses
with its own axes
what blows it would
rain down
upon our heads
how it would
wake us from our
beds
how it would let
us know of the torment
we have caused
to its brothers
and sisters
If only the sun
could wander
this way and that
rather than
being fixed
in the sunny-day
sky
How it would tell
us stories
of Old
If only plants
could stand up straight
and move
fluid-gate
If the drop of the Sea
could overcome
the Waves
If the Pearl
could muster
the courage
to break out of
its oyster-chains
What a journey
what kings
could be among
us
if the world
would move
parry and thrust
but
alas
thus
we are the ones
with locomotion
in our hands
and extremities
Let us not sit
around idle
let us act
it is our prophecy
to travel to new
lands hundreds
of miles
away
new kingdoms
ever-moving
ever-flitting
fleeting
never
sitting
we
must believe
in ourselves
to bring
the Kingdom of Divinity
to earth-realms
Medina
calls for me
My heart
I transform
alchemy
from blood-dust
to golden leaves
Love of sunbeams
not rubies
Truth it seems
can be found
wherever you look
if you dare
Inner Flame
In your heart
there is a candle
and it glows
for you with flaming dew
Are you ready
to be filled
with that which is eternal
or do you still
despond
and despair
over that which is neither
here nor there
transiency
Do you not
see what you are
capable
of yet
that which
cannot be found
in schoolbooks
and boyhood jests
Go Forth and Prosper!
The World
is your oyster
you are the pearl
boys and girls
grow to be men and women
and let the world
resound with sounds
Unspoken
The Path We Walk
To thee ready
to go on your journey
I do send with you
luck-sake napsacks
I know
your path is filled
with wrathful enemies
thieves
and bandits
Do not let them get to you
keep close
to the walls of your heart
breath in the air-desert
You are the master
of the House
of God
You are the roses
they are the thorns
let your garden
be watered
by the living
dews of youth
and eternal Love
Riches strewn forth
catch
them
I Wander
As Lovers
we do share
in the sacred
decree
to always fall head
over heels
endlessly
Like torrents of rain-water
we do fall
for each other
Like a shadow
so clever
together forever
you can’t escape
me
and I can’t escape
you
My words
cannot capture
the mastery
of the dance
streaming forth
pitcher
in hand
solidity turning
to vapor
this is
the job
of one who is above
fiery embers
who is fire
himself
who breathes
into my ear
sweet sweet whispers
How can I escape?
When I want
to be
here
Always Be Together
Be with
those who help you be
something wonderful
Move away
from those who seek
to bring you down
indifferent people
they hold
your mouth in their hands
of cold-water
Your work is meant
to be greater
depth
greater profundity
You cannot allow
them with their earth-chunks
to break you into pieces
you must fly
streaming forward
or else
you too will die
with tears in your eye
and heart
and soul
The leaves
they may be yellow-translucent
but you are the roots
the plant
Do not be content
merely with being a man
be a Man
of the great Divine
Uniting all things
man-god-animal
Creation and Creator
Lover and Beloved
together we stand
in mud-stuck
forcefield shook
couldn’t
defy
me
couldn’t break
me
my wedding-band won’t
forsake thee
Never
always we will be together
Bittersweet
I need no companion
angry at me
always leading
me to the grave
with darkness
and bitter chocolate
seemingly sweet
but not really
this mirror
isn’t a friend
of mine
I don’t want
to spend the hours
of sand-time
with anyone
who isn’t a Man
of the Divine
with a stone-heart
with character
un-illuminated
let him wait
for someone
else to hold his hand
I don’t
want to look
at his serpent-face
anymore
I’ve repented
already
past-sake
aplenty
time is more
than company
it is pure being
sour-lime
seep into someone
else’s water-fountaion
I am the here
the now
and I cannot be stopped
by
your oppression
Copper Coins
You who sleeps
sleep so sweet
search in the rivers
of sut
for life
as it should be
let Love move
you let
supper overwhelm
you
let you be full
let you be satiated
let you
be empty
let you be everything
and nothing
simultaneously
Let your brain
be free
Let your heart-mend
Let your robes
remain tattered
shattered-ends
for in the
end all things
come back
to where they began
and in this moment
in time
for the sake
of self
the philosopher-stone
rolling
along
we can
melt like copper
into new coins
new tokens
and pay the price
of Old
for
the sake of something
New
worthy of being
purchased
Me
You
See-Through
to
the final sweet passionate
longing embrace
entranced
Escape
The Tree of Life
I am part
of that which is
I am the balance
beam I drop
myself
to thy knees
I love to sleep in Caves
because
I can no longer stand
the wind stinging
my face
with sand-sedimentary
I am beyond
elementary
its taken me
surely thousands
of years
hundreds even
to fly to float
to learn to live
and die
as if it means
something
but now that the branches
on the tree of Life
have opened up to me
I open up to you
I give
you my milk
and I taste of your sweet
honey
We all know
so much
yet
there is ever-greater
Over-coming
Cleaving
Who looks
with my eyes
other than me
Who can see my soul
Who can speak
when I am no longer
here
Who can drink
for the sake
of prisoners
Who will leave
what is meant
to be be
Who can cleave
to that which
is the greatest
Transcendency
Whoever put me on this
mortal coil
won’t you take me in your
embrace
I seek to live
love and learn
to dance
not earth-quake
Kiss of Death
Give me ecstasy
Lord
of Lords
Let me be beloved
let me die
as a lover
Let me wrestle
with angels
a thousand-times
over
I will do anything
for you
I will be one
I will be still
I will climb the highest
heights
if only you will let
me have
a glimpse
of your face
the kiss
on my face
was so sweet
I want more
a re-treat
This Gold We Possess
This gold
we possess
what is it
what is its meaning
do I dare wear
a golden crown
do I dare walk
around
with pearls in my
pocket-pants
Do I dare take
this dance
you extend your hand
you flung me far
and wide
you placed
wine in my mouth
you woke
me up like the rooster
You asked
me to swallow
my pride
you asked me to be
like a bird singing
sweetly in the meantime
You asked
me so many
things
but
in the end
It was me asking
Heaven and Earth
For ages
in time I tried
to find myself
I looked but didn’t
know where I was
going
walking
inside and outside
the breeze
the dawn
calling
I tried to go to sleep
I tried to stay awake
I went
around and around
the house
of my mind
and my heart
the two worlds
Heaven and Earth
couldn’t finish
what they started
and so I still
grope endlessly
hoping
for celestial dreams
to find
me
when I am too
tired
to muster
up the courage
and
strength
Divine Grace
be my friend
Spoke for Allah
Throughout
the heavenly
night
the man spoke
for Allah
for God
on his lips
were lightness of being
but the Devil
roused
him in waking
tempting
him out into the streets
and marketplace
The man
was there abandoned
led to the foot
the grave
of Satan
He had to be strong
He had to attempt
to have the noose
not fit
around his neck
He spoke out here I am
He spoke out Here i Am
hoping
for a reply
from the Divine-land
and he did
here
it
yes
he did even if he
had to re-peat
it back to himself
again
King and Child
Love can make
all things
change their ways
the dregs
un-settled
they rise to the top
in effervescence
bubbles bursting
POP
The King is neither
a slave nor a fool
he is the man
the woman
the child
sitting on the throne
in love the
dead are brought
back to life
everything
re-incarnate
overcoming
struggle and strife
Inner-Eye
Imagination
you great magician
creating an Image
of that which is Ineffable
Unimaginable
without lines
dots or figures
do not tempt me the wrong
way
let me see
with inner-eye
pure being
the way
things really are
when you put away
imagination
for
the sake
of magining
true Belief
Truth
The spirit
does not criticize
that which is
it knows
what is must
be
and
so
if you find
yourself being critical
of everything
and everybody
it is you to blame
not Spirituality
God does not point
fingers
he does not blame
go into your heart
and take
inventory
To Be a Sufi
The book
of Life
writes its own pages
blank-snow
virginity
penmanship
super-fluidity
try to stop the ink-stream
and see what happens
try
to be the hunter
to shoot
the deer
and you will die
a thousand times
over
because you can’t
stop Life
you can only quarrel
with yourself
Find that Sufi Wisdom
and know
the meaning
of going forth
towards
Heaven
not Hell
Dwell
The voices inside
ourselves
do call to us
this is our true
temple
true church
true mosque
the masks
we wear
let them fall at our feet
let us not speak
words of evil
where God resides
Let us have
pride
in being alive
being allowed
to participate in this
ceremony that is Life
Do not profane
Do not constrain
Do not be tempted in vain
but remember
to always hold
your hands
high
pointing
to the crucible
in the sky
Intent
The quest for excellence
can be seen
in the depths
of murky waters
so clearly
if you follow
the right beam
the corral reef
will scream your name
with subtlety
drink from the wine
let it drink
you backwards
and you will
go forwards
farther than you ever imagined
possible
Rapture
The mystic
goes forth into the pots
and pans
of dinging
and dingy-ness
he
goes
into where there is
clamor
for the sake of silence
He lets himself
die in rapture
so he can emerge
unscathed
he bathes
in living waters
and fresh streams
He is
He is not
He is a Mystic-man
smoke
and pot
Eternity
We are in the embryo
of a universal
explosion
the world is still
black nothingness
all this commotion
can’t even be heard
by the alien
beings
of the other-world
Our crops
we do plant
and toil for
we do
smell the sweet-smelling
plants of new and old
We live in these tubes
these prison walls
of our own mental creations
pit-falls
but through it all
these delusions
these deluded-fantasies
there is something
real
It is called
Truth
Don’t be ridiculous
unless its for the sake
of tasting
the Eternality
of Wisdom
Hand Hold
Go and seek out those
who are ill
and you will heal
yourself
loving hand
gives back to you ten thousand
times over
You benefit
from your enemies
because they do their
thing in misery
counter-balancing
the world
so you can be lifted
higher
above
and beyond
Do not desert
them if they are your
friends
hold their hands
but yet
let yourself
not be dragged
down
into snake-pits
Exposed
One day
you will look
back at yourself
and laugh
thinking how could
it have ever
been that I knew
the truth from the beginning
but forgot it so
Don’t go
in such a ridiculous-clown
uniform out into the open
unless
you are prepared
to get hit
with a peace of pie
Let It Flow
My soul receives
from the soul of others
I don’t
bite my tongue
for it will bite back
I let it flow
the words
the mystery of mysteries
outwards
my heart
illuminated
I acquaint myself
with ever-more
in the hear
and now
doing everything in my
power
to smile
not scower
Holiness
Put your hand
within me
and row row
row gently
that boat tug
and pull on my heart-strings
do what you will
I will not stop you
my body
is sacred
but you are my vessel
I am only the sinew
you are
the strain
re-strain me
not I must
go towards
thee
crack open up in this world
I do leap
forward
to tomorrow
today
I evolve
with innocence
and folly
not dis-may
Sacred realm of Love
embrace
me
please I beg of thee
only to let me
fall on my knees
before the one who is truly
Holiness
Move-ment
A man standing
on two legs
floating down the river-bed
with logs
tied
to camel-back
whatever necessary
raft napsack
for life-sake
go
forth
whichever way
communication
and teleportation
geography don’t
delay
the world is waiting
for you a world
of Love
and Truth
even if you have to hitchhike
pay no mind
to other passers-by
unless
they are Men of Divine
firmament
and then
together
save each other
in your own way
Nothing Else
Be drunk with love
let Love slide
down your throat
so smooth
proof
to be found
in actions re-sounding
in the community
in the home
in your Life
in your Soul
Love is all
there is nothing
else just
false material
imagery
and self-created
artificiality
Hell-seek
not me
I am a Love-believer
Enter the Circle
To go forth
to secrete skies
above and beyond
this is Love
to step with no regrets
towards
the End
which is a new beginning
to appear
as a self
worthy of meaning
To enter into the circle
of mystics
to whisper ear-tricks
reach
forth
feel your breast
does it quiver
and shake
is it taking a rest
or is it taking in all that
the world is worth
true Love-re-course
The Millstone
Love is neither
reckless nor reasonable
it is not capable or able
to be limited
by your human
intellectual
compartments
It streams forth
strong
like the sun-beams
of daylight
and night moon-song
It is the millstone
you are the grind
let yourself be made
flour-smooth
Do not gamble
away your mind
Without cause
you are folly
but become
holy
Love is waiting
be its mistress
Broom and Dust
Lovers
drink all the time
from the fountains
of each other
the veils
already lifted
permission-given
join it
there is plenty
of room
Let the mind
and the broom
shake off their
dust
look up
and discover
that the Heavens
above
are neither commandments
nor principles
nor descriptions
nor Laws
but Love
Sand Storm
Time brings
all things
to an end
so that they may
become something
new
The wolf
dies
too so
the sheeps
can bleet
all they want
in your dreams
Head lifting
Fate bowing
blowing
re-sounding
don’t be smitten
don’t cower
or crow-tower
above and beyond
Unless you are willing
to accept
whatever will be given
to you in the winter
of the soul’s discontent
The contents spill
out open your mind
let the fly stick
to the wall
let the hundred lamps burn
Let yourself
ride on air-waves
towards that which
you have yet
dared to gaze
but
which is forever
eternally existing
Cry to the Sun
let it respond
back in shining
Spirit uplifted
this is your prize
seek not riches
and jewels
caught in eyelids
be not confounded
by material vanishment
Remember
the world
is star-dust
you are placenta
made Man
be at peace
achieve
what you need
Heart of stone
burst asunder
Caravan-awaits
you to
take you
to your true Home
Waves
and pyres
fires
hundred-tongues
and sand-dunes
endless
be not satisfied
with knives
and head-dress
so many things
this world
of Universal discourse
brings to our feet
the table
we sit at and eat
Go forth
groping
and in the end
you will see
the connections
between
what seems
to be nothing
other than grains of sand
Towards
How should
things be?
They should be
the way they are clearly
We have wings
thats why we fly
our hands
touch the sky
we are birds
we are fish
we are everything
if only we wish
to be
more than our limited
minds will let
us
charm yourself
be the snake
but not the serpent
re-pent
for the sake
of being Worthy
The Sky-mouth
can’t hurt
me
when it devours
me
because Angels
can only sing
sweet-things
I respond
back
in turn
my heart
burns
the children of the morning
will be men
by night-time
I smile
knowing
I’ve accomplished
something
and am still going
towards
the Light
Secret Mover
What is it hiding
behind
the scenes
wandering through
the gardens
smelling summer breeze?
Is that you
I thought it was
a river of wine
a song
in time
with its own beat
We are lovers
yes
we travel our own
ways up the same
mountain
different paths
the same
day
Eternity
guiding the way
Overcome
The sky
it lights
up so over-whelming
with the moon-beams
and here
I am
on this planet
earth capable of looking
up
and wondering
what its all worth
I am so small
but my heart is large
and so I seek
to let
go
in order to take Charge
Inner Wealth
The lover
asks himself
whether he is in love
with Life
or Death
What does he do
does he disappear
as a rule
or is his appearance
unquestionable
does he mention
what is important
or is he unable
What strength is
there in turning
the tables
it depends
on the direction
from beginning
to end
I love you
I love myself
I am filled
with love
A Scholar
Let me be a scholar
reading from the book
of Life
so one day I can
know the connection
between Wrong and Right
From the Tavern
Come everyone
from the taverns
of men
let us raise up the Jars
of Eternity
let the potions
go down our soul
these libations
we need
so
Let us have
the subtle
Let us have
the wine
Let us re-sign
the covenant
with the Lord
Divine
forever and ever
must we be flame
to overcome
to aggregate
atoms and Adams
for the sake
of restoring the Garden of Eden
for Heaven
too is bashful
of opening her gates
Chess
I am flooded
inundated
by waters
which have only
yet-to-be
imagined
in my mind’s eye
the prison
it is a self-creation
I play chess-games
with my intuition
instead
of allowing it to go
forth
backgammon
Why do I slay
my own monstrous
self?
for the sake
of being more than
frankenstein
for the sake
of being more than
just shadow and breeze
for being more
than just nose
and sneeze
more than just
toast
and cheese
I desire
to be the Sacred Cow
in the pasture
ruminating
and
so I sit
here staring
at the sky-ceiling
basking
in the profundity
of inner belief
true purpose
meaning
and embracement
of worth
in less
Shams
You play with
the great spherical
globe of Uni-verse
I sit
here in my own discourse
we practice
we rehearse
trying to attain
what is-it-really-worth
O well
the roses
must burst into flames
so too my
love
for silly games
Shams
my friend
where are you
I am here
one day
I hope we can
be together
again
The Seeker
Giver of Life
do not take me away
from my cultish
ways
I seek to cleave
to hone to preen
to be ever-more
self-same
yet different
I seek to swirl
like the moon
I seek to be the biggest
drag
you’ve ever seen
Let me roast
Let me boil
so
long
as
I’m something
Beyond the Known
In my heart
I may be nothing
more than mere
substance
in essence I may
be nothing more
than transience
but I know
the energy spiraling
swirling
through me
is meant
for great things
I know that Love
knows no boundaries
and so I go
forth into this world
of pain and misery
with my head held
high
I will be
when all is said
and done
still-me
even
if
I am worm-food
back-lying
earth-covering
that’s OK
The Quest
Do you go away
in humiliation
and embarrassment
from the ways
of other men
seeking to find
a different path?
Do you seek
to overcome pride
and vanity?
Do your reach into
your pockets
deep?
Do you blush
with both cheeks?
Do you crumble
to dust
in the face
of the idea
of dis-belief?
Do you do these
things
Do you do something
else
Do you do anything
at all
if so you’ve
heard the call
even if you don’t know
it it’s there
in your inner-ear
asking you to be
the plant-watered
to grow
to be a living
tree to blossom
fruit
take hold
grasp
here, I’ll draw
you a map
At Home
Love cures
all no more
pain in my eyes
I’m already blind
I want to see
I want to go out
pelican-breeze
please
let me sneeze
out this remnancy
of past disturbancy
so
that in the future
I can spin
round
and round as Nature
intended
me to be
ever-more-me
than I thought
possible
this world
my True Soul
Enemies of My Mind
My Heart Burns
candle-flame
pulsing
thrusting
with every wave
the enemies
of my mind
try to surround
me to confide
in me their
evil tidings
but I will not
buy what
they have dis-counted
I will re-tell
it again
and again
from the mountains
of Men
that Love
is my 6th sense
the World
my true friend
inner-me
ready waiting
to pounce
like a panther
be the Gazelle
accept my embrace
Iron and Gold
O Love
how I love you
so much
you are my greatest
Love
Love
Love me back
and together
we will merge
and mend
and meld
the world
like iron and gold
no
longer
shall we sit
here rusting
I am your servant
breathe me in
re-cycling
throwing
away
sin
for the sake of harmony
and tranquility
in ecstasy
and rapture
together forever
Love
my best friend
always-together
Rain Storm
I sway I move
I condense
I rain down
on other men
I am the tree
my roots are sunk
deep
do you see
my trunk
do you see my ivory
I have magination
you can’t even
begin to believe
I have machinations
hidden deep
up my sleeve
I am the unhewn
wood
I am the rocking
chair
I sway
and so I am a pure being
playing
sand-box
childhood
dreaming
come on in
join me
Swirl
In this orchard
I taste life
I kiss the lips
of Love
I neck
with destiny
I am passionate
blooming
I am the Mountain
I am the Desert
I hold lamps
in my hands
I let my skull
shade
me
keeping me
cool so I don’t
over-heat
except
when I intend
on combusting
spontaneously
Essence of Life
intoxicate
me
keep me away
from Death’s grasp
I wish
to be a mortal king
buzzing bee
Mend
I drink from
that which pours
forth
I seek no longer
to shatter
into shards
and pieces
I want to be the
reason
I want to be
the oneness
I want to be the meaning
I want
to stop the suffering
not
cause more
of it
The world
needs to be healed
it needs
Loving
Raising of the Sparks
Light and Darkness
Body and Shadow
everything together
this astrolabe
this loom-weaving
star-streaming
spatial
reality
I lay speechless
in front of you
backwards
upwards
and down
ineffable
clown
made glorious
in the light of new days
raise me!
I am the spark
I am
Dance
Love is a privilege
I dance
in its light
I allow
myself to be
sanctified
I surrender!
You can have me
Let the particles
go on their way
bouncing
let deceitful games
be played
by someone
else
my eyes
are reserved
for passionate
embrace
A Slave
The Temple
of Love
has no walls
no adornments
no decorations
except
what you give
it from within
your own heart
Let passion
touch you
let it grope
blindly
and wildly
Bacchus be with
me
I am a slave
to time and space
but I go deeper
deeper
into your presence
then ever-imaginable
Dark Night of the Soul
When
the
rose is gone
when time has faded
when the nightingale
has crowed
his last caw
when the dead
can no longer
stand tall
when all the cares
in the world
overwhelm
you and everything
seems too great
to bear
then you will
know
the dark night of the soul
Rise up!
Overcome!
This life is meant
to be won
lose yourself
but not the game
be wild
not tame
realize the great
inner potential
you have
is more than you
ever imagined
you
have
a lion’s mane
and the strength
of a bull
the speed of
a gazelle
you are agile
you are swift
flexible
kick
and punch
through
drunkenness
addiction
they cannot stop
you
you are so
much more
than what you believe
if
only
you
would
learn
to believe in yourself
Here I am
Take Me
I am Yours
Together
let us be Friends
forever
remembered
by the sky sun
land sea and earth
for better
or worse
til the day we part
we will write
the Chapter
in the Book of Life
with golden
ink
and rainbow
dreams
mis-belief
dis-belief
all things
merging and manifesting
time
and time-unseen
This is our moment
This is our Reality
Make the most of it
Let go
and
so Believe