My heart is weary and the mind stained with fears.Everlasting that old and new souls clash on the Field of Tears. All are crushed beneath the hooves of time.Regardless the strength in virtue, nor the extent of inquity,not one will survive this mighty charge before the eye. Thou art foolish.Absurd.Arrogant.To believe thine earthly image willContinue reading “Letter from the Vanquished”
Golden Rays touch the height of pines and the lowest tidesSpreading beyond the Sanctum of where I wish to dwellWherefore I may be comforted and purified How delightful is your Profession, O’ LordHow bountiful is thy MercyHow great is thy Majesty For as the birds observe thine Glory most infinite For which You reside among theContinue reading “Songs of Reflection: Sacrarium”
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”
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)”
As the heart walks among the sea of sorrows Underneath I find currents of silence to follow Cast of red, turquoise, and ivory rest among the olden groundThou once believed creation had naught to awe beyond my Crown The thread of life balanced on breath and deathWith no alternative left, there the ends are metContinue reading “Songs of Reflection: Delight and Terror”
I am lost in my own righteousness.
I had demolished the love of those who embraced me in their high towers. Ashamed, embarrassed, and broken
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”
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”
Written in 1923 by a Lebanese-American writer, Kahlil GIbran. A fictional, poetic story of a prophet named Al Mustafa who taught people of a city for 12 years on life and the human condition.
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”