Beyond the veil of this illusion
Lies a world filled with wonder
It is so close yet so far away
This veil is lifted by Love alone
once you peek inside
you always want to return
And yet in the stillness of the night
In the quiet moments of deep solitude
The veils lift gently
With the heart opening and allowing..
There is a magnetic pull to surrender
Venus calls my soul forward
I am her servant
I become her smile
I become her breath
I enter the world of Love
Even if just for a moment
I taste once again
the nectar of bliss and freedom.
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Showing posts with label Love poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love poem. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Intoxicated by wine of love
Intoxicated by the Wine of Love.
From each a mystic silence Love demands.
What do all seek so earnestly? 'Tis Love.
What do they whisper to each other? Love.
Love is the subject of their inmost thoughts.
In Love no longer 'thou' and 'I' exist,
For Self has passed away in the Beloved.
Now will I draw aside the veil from Love,
And in the temple of mine inmost soul,
Behold the Friend; Incomparable Love.
He who would know the secret of both worlds,
Will find the secret of them both, is Love.
- Farid ud Din Attar
From each a mystic silence Love demands.
What do all seek so earnestly? 'Tis Love.
What do they whisper to each other? Love.
Love is the subject of their inmost thoughts.
In Love no longer 'thou' and 'I' exist,
For Self has passed away in the Beloved.
Now will I draw aside the veil from Love,
And in the temple of mine inmost soul,
Behold the Friend; Incomparable Love.
He who would know the secret of both worlds,
Will find the secret of them both, is Love.
- Farid ud Din Attar
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Understand
"Understand perceive O beloved mind
How can you slumber and be a Lover?
Having received then share it all
Or would you rather lose it possessing?
If crumbs be all that you have to fare
Does it matter if it is saltless or tasty?
When eyes are loaded with deep sleep
What is then the pillow and bedding?
Says Kabir, such is the path of Love
Why lose heart having committed yourself?"
Kabir
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Die in Love
Rumi
"You think you are alive
because you breathe air?
Shame on you,
that you are alive in such a limited way.
Don't be without Love,
so you won't feel dead.
Die in Love
and stay alive forever."
"You think you are alive
because you breathe air?
Shame on you,
that you are alive in such a limited way.
Don't be without Love,
so you won't feel dead.
Die in Love
and stay alive forever."
Sunday, January 29, 2012
From Love Poems to God
I WRITE OF THAT JOURNEY
By Mira
I remember how my mother would hold me.
I would look up at her sometimes and see her weep.
I understand now what was happening.
Love so strong a force
it broke the
cage,
and she disappeared from everything
for a blessed
moment.
All actions have evolved
From the taste of flight;
the hope of freedom
moves our cells
and limbs.
Unable to live on the earth, Mira ventured out alone in the sky –
I write of that journey
of becoming as
free as
God.
Don’t forget love;
it will bring all the madness you need
to unfurl yourself across
the universe.
Friday, December 23, 2011
This Moment
This moment, this love, comes to rest in me
many beings in one being
In one wheat grain a thousand sheep stacks
Inside the needle's eye
a turning night of stars
There is a light seed grain inside
you fill it with yourself or it dies
I am caught in this curling energy, your hair
who ever is calm and sensible
is insane!
--Rumi
Thursday, December 1, 2011
To Love is to be God
To Love is to be God.
Never will a Lover's chest
feel any sorrow.
Never will a Lover's robe
be touched by mortals.
Never will a Lover's body
be found buried in the earth.
To Love is to be God.
Rumi
Thursday, November 17, 2011
On the Nature of Love
From Chaitali (1896)
The night is black and the forest has no end;a million people thread it in a million ways.
We have trysts to keep in the darkness, but whereor with whom- of that we are unaware.
But we have this faith- that a lifetime's blisswill appear any minute, with a smile upon its lips.
Scents, touches, sounds, snatches of songsbrush us, pass us, give us delightful shocks.
Then peradventure there's a flash of lightning:whomever I see that instant I fall in love with.
I call that person and cry: `This life is blest!For your sake such miles have I traversed!'All those others who come close and moved offin the darkness- I dont know if they exist or not.
Translated from Bengali by Ketaki Kushari Dyson.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Love Song by Rilke
How should I hold my soul
so it does not touch on yours.
How shall I lift it
over you to other things?
Ah, willingly I’d store it away
with some lost thing in the dark,
in some strange still place, that
does not tremble when your depths tremble.
But all that touches us, you and me,
takes us, together, like the stroke of a bow,
that draws one chord out of the two strings.
On what instrument are we strung?
And what artist has us in their hand?
O sweet song.
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Shakespeare on Love
Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come: Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
The Love of God
"The love of God, unutterable and perfect,
flows into a pure soul the way that light
rushes into a transparent object.
The more love that it finds, the more
it gives itself; so that, as we grow clear and open, the more complete the joy of heaven is. And the more souls who resonate together, the greater the intensity of their love, and, mirror-like, each soul reflects the other." Dante Alighieri
flows into a pure soul the way that light
rushes into a transparent object.
The more love that it finds, the more
it gives itself; so that, as we grow clear and open, the more complete the joy of heaven is. And the more souls who resonate together, the greater the intensity of their love, and, mirror-like, each soul reflects the other." Dante Alighieri
Friday, July 29, 2011
The Day Sky
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Be Drunk in Love
Be Drunk in Love, Since Love Is Everything That Exists
By Rumi
Be drunk in love, since love is everything that exists.
Without the occupation and trading of love there isn't any door to the
Beloved.
It is love and it is the lover that are enduring for time without end; don't put anything except this upon your heart, since it isn't but something borrowed.
Love is the cure, for your pain will keep giving birth to more pain until your eyes constantly exhale love as effortlessly as your body yields its scent.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Love's Visit
Love entered me,
through the doorway of my heart,
like a gust of wind
that breaks through a shut window pane.
I became breathless and dizzy
with the force of Love's power.
It was like an unexpected visit
from a Beloved guest
who arrived in His full glory,
bringing gifts of unimaginable beauty.
I was stunned,
without words,
falling to my knees,
surrendering in awe...
My body trembled and my being
was filled with love and excitement.
How powerful is this force of Love....
I was swept away in a gust of ecstasy
in a whirlwind of confusion.
My Beloved, testing my love,
stretching my capacity
to withstand His presence,
expanding my heart.
Friday, July 15, 2011
The Meaning of Love By Rumi
Both light and shadow
are the dance of Love.
Love has no cause;
it is the astrolabe of God’s secrets.
Lover and Loving are inseparable
and timeless.
Although I may try to describe Love
when I experience it I am speechless.
Although I may try to write about Love
I am rendered helpless;
my pen breaks and the paper slips away
at the ineffable place
where Lover, Loving and Loved are one.
Every moment is made glorious
by the light of Love.
are the dance of Love.
Love has no cause;
it is the astrolabe of God’s secrets.
Lover and Loving are inseparable
and timeless.
Although I may try to describe Love
when I experience it I am speechless.
Although I may try to write about Love
I am rendered helpless;
my pen breaks and the paper slips away
at the ineffable place
where Lover, Loving and Loved are one.
Every moment is made glorious
by the light of Love.
Monday, July 11, 2011
By Invitation from Venus
I enter the Temple of Love, a solitary traveler
By Invitation from Venus
I am beckoned to come forward
to kneel beside her and offer my heart
I am lead through a maze of halls
with dazzling lights, and gentle whispers
Souls of lovers speaking words of love to each other
I am melting in bliss
I anticipate the calling to my Beloved
At then end of my walk, guided by Venus
I enter A space with Cathedral ceilings
Open windos with streaming sunlight
Doves flying freely, silence
My heart is racing, overflowing with Love
He is there waiting for me
Dressed in white, glowing with light
He does not speak
His eyes convey love and tenderness
I am weak, almost defeated by this Force of Love
My heart is bursting in flames as I approach him
He smiles at me and extends out his hand
I reach for him and our fingertips touch
A shock of electricity enters my body
I feel dizzy with Love
Our lips touch and our bodies disappear into light
Melting into each other, each cell merging with each other
We become one Light dancing in a spiral towards the Heavens
Our Love Becomes One Being of Light
We rise towards the Kingdom of God
as One Force of Light
Merging with the Stars, the Galaxies, with Eternity
There the Collective Love of Other Lovers
Is Like a Limitless Ocean, We are All Together
United in Ecstasy There is no longer I or Him
or Them, We are inside God. Inside the Love of God.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Sound Filled Silence
In the sound filled silence I look for you
The movement of life passes right through me
Nothing lingers, no thought, no sound, no vision
In the stillness of my breath
I become a soft veil of light
All enters me and I traverse time
As you gracefully accept my call to you
To share this moment of eternity
You open your winged heart to embrace me
In this sublime union there is no separation
Light merges with light
An exuberant play of spiraling flickers
A swelling, powerful surge of Love
Rising towards the heavens in a dance
Celebrating remembrance and Love’s triumph.
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