I Saw the Sacred Be


I saw the Sacred Be,
 
Children descending
 
One by One
 
Like beads in a rosary
 
To pay homage to Life

Only guided by their instinct and love

Without command or scripture.
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The Way to Personal Freedom- 2, Veiled Beauty

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.

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I see You in the redness of dawn;

in the virgin sky;

in awakened life at early morn;

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Dove on Deck

in Thunder & Lightening;

in the silence of the Dark Night;

between my shadow and I;

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in the glorious moon and the bright stars;

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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;

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In hope amidst fear;

In the lust of youth.

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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.

Winter Sunset, Gatineau Parc, Quebec

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

The Story of the Bee and the Human Being

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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,

disturbing none.

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;

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The homeless may build on vacant land not owned by someone else.

Yes, this does not feed and shelter all

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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.

Devil ain’t so Bad

Banished from His Presence

for a spectacle of Dust;

Banished from His Presence

for a question asked;

Banished from His Presence

for civil disobedience:

I am the Devil.

Devil ain’t so Bad after all.

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Poetic Uproar

When will charity end and justice begin?

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:

Your charity presumes ownership of what you store for a rainy day

while I starve in poverty without a today or tomorrow.

Without Justice,

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.