Only guided by their instinct and love
I had written this poem a few years ago in a moment of a spiritual ecstasy and union. It is a feeling of Union and Oneness with Everything.
My love with “It” has been a source of freedom for me. Meditation, knowing oneself, fasting a couple of days a week (or eating less), being awake from dawn to sunrise, all help with this experience. Why is this important? Feel it and you will know.
I see You in the redness of dawn;
in the virgin sky;
in awakened life at early morn;
in Thunder & Lightening;
in the silence of the Dark Night;
between my shadow and I;
in the glorious moon and the bright stars;
in sounds of raindrops:
In the carelessness of children while they play in
Your Thunder, Lightening and Rain;
In waves on an ocean shore;
In the moving wind;
In hope amidst fear;
In the lust of youth.
My Allah, O Veiled Beauty, yet I see you not in all Your Majesty:
I see the footprint but not the Foot;
the shadow but not the Object.
I am a shadow of the Object. The Sun will set upon me and my shadow will fade into the Dark Night.
All that will remain is You. I will return like a raindrop on the ocean back to its Source.
All will perish except Your Face.
My Allah, let me know You as a Friend and let me subsist Within You for an Eternity.
Let the shadow exist without a shadow: in oneness with You
Armed with righteous authority of legal title
to a piece of land I call home, backyard and all,
A Bee made its hive no more than a foot by foot
on the side of my deck,
Does not the Bee know I am the owner of this all; I have a paper to say so?
I set out to destroy the hive.
Confused, the Bee asked:
How do humans live?
Cannot a Hungry Child eat a fruit in plain sight?
Cannot a Homeless Family build its nest on vacant land?
Is that not the Law of “It” who you call God?
“We are civilized,” I informed the Bee.
“We respect both the Fat and the Hungry; the Homeless and the Sheltered:
A child may eat a hanging fruit in plain sight as long a fence and titled deed gives her the right;
The homeless may build on vacant land not owned by someone else.
Yes, this does not feed and shelter all
but without our laws chaos would ensue and civilizations crumble.”
The Bee fled thinking all the while:
I have not seen hunger or thirst following “It”:
Unto man his laws.
I have not seen a Mightier Fool.
Charity feeds me one day,
keeps me hungry 364.
You sanctify the Way things Are at my expense:
You feel content for one day’s giving while I starve 364.
I rather you burn your Crescent and Cross (*1)
and starve with me: Then you will see the tyranny of the Way things Are
and the Evil of your Charity:
while I starve in poverty without a today or tomorrow.
Charity is Satan’s cloak:
You presume to give what is not yours.
Foot Note 1: The reference to “You rather burn your Crescent and Cross” is not to be taken literally. Both Christianity and Islam are great religions. The purpose is to invite the reader to ponder on the hypocrisy of those who take the shell and abandon the spirit of their religion. To that extent it is to be taken literally.
From the legendary Leonard Cohen a short clip of Hallelujah. Check his web site for upcoming shows near you.