Modern Man of God

I am a modern Man of God,

with Cigar in one  hand and Cross on the other;

Holy Spirit in one and Wine in the other;

Seeking the Holy Spirit in Extreme Sports,

the moments between moments when life is still;

In drugs and music:

I have studied the ways of all religions and practice none:

The old sages knew:

For the constant “high”, what you call peace and God

your companions must be practice, rituals and prayers

under both Sunshine and the Storm.

I am a modern man of God:

My knowledge ends where Wisdom begins.

I want a shortcut to God when there is None.

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You and I

When I die

do not pray for me

or perform your rites and rituals.

If you must,  Live Well-

Our creation and resurrection are as a Single Soul:

Perchance you may be the bird on whose back I soar to Heaven.

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Comment:

In Muslim practice, one recites Surah Fatiha for the deceased. What is interesting about this recitation is that it is a prayer for one’s own guidance and there is nothing in it for the deceased.  Why then recite it for the deceased?  I understood the answer to be in Ch 31: verse 28 of the Quran “Your creation and your resurrection are not but as a single soul.”

Al-Fill: The Greater Jihad

Having tasted “Its” Presence and Whisperings the Union comes to an End;

The elephant within me occupies my heart and pushes aside the Lord of the Worlds.

The memory of the Union remains and the heart longs for It.

I am in battle within myself:

Neither here nor there, obsessed with It but lacking in strength I pray for assistance.

Allah says: “Have you seen how Your Lord dealt with the army of the elephants?”

I say: “Show me. I have an elephant within me. Invade my heart. Trample upon me. Render me like “chewed up straw”.

Moiz

Born Again

I cannot fit into my Old Shoes:

I have Different Feet now.

I am Born Again.

Moiz Billah

Note: This poem is dedicated to persons who have survived a life changing experience and have to give up their “old self” and find meaning in their new reality.  The metaphor suggests that One’s self is not defined by the shoes one wears (the reality of one’s life) but rather is an invisible, life defining force within you which says, nay screams, “I am Born Again”.