Sufism – The Way of Love

Part VIII

Your discursive
rational mind
can create
all sorts
of discourse
argumentation
hairs-split
angels dancing on pins

but to make true
Creation
you need to be inspired
by a higher Life-form

 

I was a diseased
mess
with all sorts of pus
spewing out the sides

but then I found
an ointment
an alms
which would put me
back on the right track

towards Holy
the ember’s been
ignited inside me

 

We’re just spinning
round and round

its all unclear
whose there whose hear

and loving every
minute of it-clear

 

In your pitfalls
you have fallen
upwards
too

not everything
bad happens
because its bad
for you

 

The mouse tried to cross
the water like the Camel
but it was too high

so the Camel told
the mouse

climb on my back
hump-side

 

We seek to be these
wonderful ruling
creating controlling
things

but in reality
are we not the paint
or brush
for some other’s
working?

 

Our minds try
to hunt and prey
down the truth
to the ground
so we can eat it
consomme

but
really we are the prey
let yourself
be cannibalized
taken in by the One
World we Live in
with Love
seasoning

 

Whatever will be
will be

surely
but that
doesn’t mean

do Nothing

 

Some institutions
give life to others
but take it
from
those unfit to serve

different means
and methods
for different
people – like Words

 

You thought
it would happen
one way
but it didn’t

don’t dismay
it may be
that it happens another
way
or
was never
meant
really to happen at all

 

Outside
its cold
then warm depending
on Seasons changed

why do you think
you wouldn’t be
the Same?

 

I am a piece
of dust blowing in the wind
I get tossed
here and there
there are forces
stronger

than Me Playing

 

True Cook
flavor your stew with Love

throw in your favorite
ingredients
mix it together

and all the world’s
fruits and vegetables
will harken to be
a part
of this-wonderful-smelling
Something

 

How do you expect
to live with principle

if you can’t
stand
the feeling of
being burned a little?

 

We cling
because we are not
yet fully ripened

it is only Spring
July has yet
to happen

 

We are the leaves
with individuality

from the common Life-Tree

 

Give sweet
water to that which gives
us Life

Tree of Life!

Do not sit down
where it is thorny
do not eat what turns the stomach
to knots

some things
are just Common Sense

 

We each desire
our own food
but make sure
that what you’re used
to isn’t being construed
as Good

unless you’re used
to what is Good
being your food

 

The Soul
has depth
go beyond
its surface
too

 

I cannot express
with my finite-human
mouth

all the Truth
of the world
how impossible that would be

even God could
not do such a thing

 

Some logs
basking in the water
of bogs
are better off
left there to unveil the mysteries
of the world

while people
pass by
unconcerned

 

Some Wisdom
cannot be digested
in this lifetime alone

We are finite
go
knowing
its OK its becoming

 

We move back
and forth like
the droplet
in the Ocean

you can’t stay
still in some
under-current

of motion

 

Though we may go
our own ways
and flounder
as men do

we are being moved
through and through
and
again

by the Eternal You
that is God-send

 

Allow yourself
to be changed
from stone to gold
and aether

a little bit
here a little bit there

its a long journey
with no end
to have

 

Sometimes
the meaning of things
is revealed
to us in our dreams

Othertimes
dreams are meaning

 

The Oyster
need only that little
drop of moisture

in order to form a pearl

 

Don’t worry
about those who’ve
already read
so many books

pick up the drum
play music

its easier than it looks

 

Like the moon
we come and go
in reflecting the light of the Sun

Learn from what nature
offers us
as Natural Teacher
does

 

Hush your tongue
he who says its too late
he who is not ready
to meet Life head on

There is always Time
for Change

 

Time is Change

This person says
this and that
that

OK that’s wonderful
and there are a lot
of flowers in my garden
bed

too

 

We all play our role
mine is to turn
misery into joy
through the handdrum beat

of farewell
yesterday
hello today
and welcome
tomorrow

 

Be prepared
to set sail the length of the Ocean
in order
to meet with
the One you Love

Him

because
if you don’t dare
risk anything

nothing will ever come
in

 

Take charge
of your own Redemption

do not wait for the end
of days

the end of today
is already
too long
gone past

 

I was happy
to pass my days
as a pearl within the oyster’s shell

but the world had other plans
it tossed me and I turned
side to side

according to its demands

 

Don’t ask for other’s
milk
when you are your
own mother-stream

 

You see the beautiful
creature on the bottom
and desire to touch
it

and so your hand
slips through the twigs
and branches and
salt on the surface

there you go

 

Make sure to explore
your inner world
first

before going around
town begging
for crusts
and cups
of Sugar

 

As you sit in silence
finally
you hear
that voice

calling your name
saying

Be More Silent

and so you are
and then

it came

 

Sometimes its so hard
to see anything
so cloudy so misty

Why o Why

but the light breaks
through the gates
swing open
to you

and you are confronted
with an angelic
being with a smile
on his face

and that’s coolness
breeze

break

 

You see the waves
the people on the beach
crashing laughing
humorously moving
commotion motion

but under the water
all is clear
and silent
and tranquil
big
small
fish seaweed

and sand

 

Do what is true to your Soul
your innermost self
and you will be content

Let your life
be a harmonious-flow

Let your world
be a castle
a palace
of realness and Truth

not stone and brick

 

When those bad
habits
get stuck in your throat

When those bad
habitats
pull on your cloak

you must must
break away

Spit it out

go now!

 

We are living
off of the light of the Sun
it gives us
we accept thank-less
depending on personal
awareness

either way
let’s say Grace
today for
what we are able to be

tomorrow

with the Sun Rising

 

The flute
made from the reed
taken from the
reedbed

cries aloud

a sound
to let our ears
hear what
is found

in separation
and yearning to
reconnect
again