I am locked in a prison cell
And in the desperate depths of its darkness
I am slowly breaking down
Dying, until there is nothing more
Thank you !
It is from the fire of nothingness
That beautiful souls are forged
Souls that beget light upon light
A light that spreads through the worlds
How do I endure this journey?
The journey of dying to be born
With patience and surrender.
Patience and surrender.
It is time now
I open up my hands
and simply place my life into Yours
Surrender your soul
To your self
The sacred center
and
Let the silent sound
Of Spirit’s song
Wash over you
Shhhh! Be still.
For stillness saves
Those in need
Giving wings
To whispered prayers
Hey everyone
So when I got back from mexico I got really ill, which is why I haven’t been on wordpress much. Even now i’m in no condition to write any poems. So instead I thought I’d share with you one of my favourite poems by Hafiz. Im sure you’ve read it before!
“TRIPPING OVER JOY”
What is the difference
Between your experience of Existence
And that of a saint?
The saint knows
That the spiritual path
Is a sublime chess game with God
And that the Beloved
Has just made such a Fantastic Move
That the saint is now continually
Tripping over Joy
And bursting out in Laughter
And saying, “I Surrender!”
Whereas, my dear,
I am afraid you still think
You have a thousand serious moves.”
What a brilliant mind
I loved to debate
Reason impeccable
Nothing escaped
People would come
Seeking an answer
I would oblige
Heart filled with pride
Yet I struggled
With pain unbearable
Thoughts inescapable
I begged for help
Brought before the One
I was told to surrender
So that I may be shown
The light of my being
My mind said:
How could you have what you don’t already know?
Love answered:
Be silent so you may experience the Truth
In my quiet
I was moved deep within
A world full of treasures
Love, Peace and Truth
Everyday I’m shown some more
When reason objects
I laugh
My heart knows what’s true
And since that day
All has changed
Now, when they ask
I answer:
Surrender is all I know
What is this world?
A whisper in an open meadow
Alive for a moment
Disappearing into air
What are you?
A ray that emanates
From an eternal Light
Born of a fire
That needs no oil or wood
Listen my child
All thats happened
Is but a gentle reminder
That you were made to
Surrender in patient faith
Tilt your face
To the place of prayer
And give yourself up
In both
Humility and trust
Do this.
Unveil the guiding star
On this journey you walk
So when the darkness comes
You’ll see the light
And know the way
Hurting
You’re not alone
We all experience it
Even the greatest saint you know
Fall in love with your pain
Madly!
There’s no better teacher
In the subject of growth
You’ll become the person
You’ve always dreamed of and
Hoped
Peaceful
Surrender yourself in whole
Let silence fill your mind
Live from inside your soul
It’s the most sacred of meadows
Filled with seeds of Love, Light and Truth
Stand in still acceptance
As the blessed rain pours
Slowly
It will lead to
Your most beautiful growth
……
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Trust me love
Follow my lead
Together we’ll walk
To the place of secret dreams
There is a land
With a special sun
That makes love to souls
Birthing the Life inside of you
And when you’re born
O’ what a beautiful thing!
How can words describe
The Light that fills your Being?
But what words are needed
When you’re fully consumed?
Illuminating the world with Love
Illuminating the world with Self
…..
Surrender
In patient faith
Let yourself be guided
To miracles dwelling within
Surrender
Wave the white flag
Turn yourself to nothing
Become what lies beyond your dreams
When you’re weighed down by struggle
About to erupt in pain
You cry and scream:
‘No more, No more
I’m done!’
Then the voice of Love
The Love that knows all
Quietly says:
‘My beautiful child
Don’t be upset
You must finish your vegetables
They’re good for you’
Do not be afraid
O’ warrior of Truth
The one who knows God
Smiles at the prospect of death
His chest is pumped out
Not of arrogance or pride
It’s expanded
Room for the faith inside
His bow is held out
Arrow pulled back
Forged by the Angels
Who does dare attack?
There is no fear
Only humble confidence
He is being watched over
Accepting both life and death
If he lives
He does in the name of Truth, Love and Justice
If he dies
He does in the name of Truth, Love and Justice
Is there a more noble way to live or die?
O’ warriors of faith
Do not be afraid
The magic of fear is lost
When it’s exposed of its tricks
Surrender is that exposure
See the reality of life
The things that you fear
Is salvation disguised
……
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