Poetry

Sacred lisps, turbulent trust, thy waters boast,
Syllables stirred! maybe paeans to a lost divine wind,
Thine presence wet, thine visage unkempt,
This daring ambition, those sublime kisses on rocks spent,
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Oh, mine peak draped! Can you sate -
Dreams that daze and truths to brace?
Makes me heady, this opium mist,
That you exhale, dewy, drunk, awashed,
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I lost count, of light years zillion, where yeons
I stood, Soul clasped I knelt,
Romancing the woods – the damp earth, mist embraced mountains – Almost
And more, of oragasmic splendor, that Mother Nature bared,
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Hearken ! spring languid, orchids candid,
Doth thy cup of life froth swollen?
The days pause, the nights gaze,
Mainfest the moment, when atoms light!
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There is no better way to spend a quiet evening than meditating on the works of Rumi, the medieval poet and spiritual proponent of Persia. Partaking of “The Essential Rumi” and “Rumi the book of love“, translations by Coleman Barks is a fascinating journey into Rumi’s adundant metaphorical expressions of love and living, all heart and soul gushing as crystal streams of soulfreedom.

Late, by myself, in the boat of myself,
no light and no land anywhere,
cloudcover thick. I try to stay
just above the surface,
yet I’m already under
and living with the ocean.

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