Age Has Not Made Me Wise

The more I’ve grown in years, the more aware my stupidities are. Let not such words fool thee as an act of humility. I’ve grown weaker and solidified in my twisted ways. Unable to change. Pathetic. I’ve turned cries of sorrow into laughter. Pain into pleasure. Corruption into perfection. I’ve turned a blind eye toContinue reading “Age Has Not Made Me Wise”

Songs of Reflection: My Fallen Council

Find myself drowning in iniquitiesCan’t help but hear out the Demons who speak of my fallacies Every hour under the SunEvery walk under the MoonI pray for the day of tranquility ‘Look at you’, says they‘Set in your ways- sins on repeat’And they’re right The lies I convey to my soul and fellow manThe “goodContinue reading “Songs of Reflection: My Fallen Council”

A Letter of Tears to Pashto افغانستان (Afghanistan)

Beloved of Afghanistan, Remember the days of sun and stars O’ descendants of sorrow. Another dark age is passing, For better or worse, Your hearts are locked in fear. I pray that I could do more to ease your pains; To be present among you. To care for the old and frail To wipe awayContinue reading “A Letter of Tears to Pashto افغانستان (Afghanistan)”

The Vessel

A Poem and Reflection on the Nature of Death “But now, O’ Lord, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.” -Isaiah 64:8    The Vessel O’ man filled with years  Now lies a vessel of drear     Who once walked and laboredContinue reading “The Vessel”

The Guest House

A Poem by Rumi: A Persian Poet, Theologian, and Scholar (1207-1273 A.D.) This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness,some momentary awareness comesas an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all!Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,who violently sweep your houseempty of its furniture, still,treat eachContinue reading “The Guest House”

Songs of Reflection: Forbearing Stars of Time

A rose will bloom and die A caterpillar may convert to a butterfly A tree will stay up for the moon A cicada will sing its last tune To saunter through the fields under the forbearing stars  How they conjure peace and solitude from a distance so far To cherish every breath of time beforeContinue reading “Songs of Reflection: Forbearing Stars of Time”

Songs of Reflection: Midnight Hummingbird

In the Garden of thy Dreams There thy Lady dwells in Serene   As a Midnight Hummingbird under a Summer’s Moon Her Body and Soul dances under the Stars of Fortune    She literates her Mind as a Knight wields his Blade  Under the grace of Patience and Humility She stands mightier than the PillarsContinue reading “Songs of Reflection: Midnight Hummingbird”