Watch death. How does it come back to life?
Look at how the free cypress has become a slave, a servant.
Watch and see how these loose, decayed boxes and coffins
are filled with soul, with Love and knowledge. Continue reading “Grief Is Dead (4/16/17)”
Yes, that door will be opened in the end.
Yes, in the end, that silver-bodied charmer will appear, show his face. Continue reading “Yes (12/25/16)”
Beloved, look at us. You are the soul of the eye’s sight.
How can I tell you that you took our heart?
You are our heart. Continue reading “O Heart, What Are You Waiting For? (8/21/16)”
Don’t let troubles grab your skirt,
Or all the anxieties of the world will gather around you.
Leave before God’s order is carried out;
Before the Angel of Death closes your mouth, drink Love’s sherbet day and night.
Rubailer, Page 217, Rubai #2
O my soul, behind the curtain of the soul, there is a secret world, a secret drinking.
Behind the curtain of Absence, there are hundreds of Josephs of Canaan. Continue reading “Hundreds of Lights from God’s Purse (5/1/16)”