Leave the familiar for a while.
Let your senses and bodies stretch out
Like a welcomed season
Onto the meadows and shores and hills.
Open up to the Roof.
Make a new water-mark on your excitement
And love.
Like a blooming night flower,
Bestow your vital fragrance of happiness
And giving
Upon our intimate assembly.
Change rooms in your mind for a day.
All the hemispheres in existence
Lie beside an equator
In your heart.
Greet Yourself
In your thousand other forms
As you mount the hidden tide and travel
Back home.
All the hemispheres in heaven
Are sitting around a fire
Chatting
While stitching themselves together
Into the Great Circle inside of
You.
Hāfez (1325/26–1389/90) was a Persian poet.
From: ‘The Subject Tonight is Love’
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Posted on August 26 2010 at 07·35 PM / Permalink
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Sugar glazed teardrops rolling down my face.
The sweetness you’ve instilled in me
still has that bitter aftertaste.
Moon beams fill my dreams;
my starry night’s askew.
The sunlight rising in the dark
and midnight just struck through.
Aurora blazes in the blackness
of my deepened sleep.
Neon flashes in my senses
though I’m trying to keep
Away from yesterday & right now
I am in between
the reddish purple-pink-blue
& my yellow’s just turned green.
Periwinkle blue across the
creamy puffs of white
Leads me through a fantasy
that fuels my mind’s delight.
The mist tastes like a rainbow
as the ocean overflows.
Mixing with the sky and then
my fluid mind sight grows.
My eyes are open-shut
and I’m only half asleep.
But if my memory
serves me right
These thoughts are
mine to keep.
marelle
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Posted on May 10 2010 at 03·31 PM / Permalink
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Posted on March 17 2010 at 07·59 AM / Permalink
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thoughts are like clouds, ever-shifting and rarely captured. but when they are, they are inspiring… :)
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Posted on March 01 2010 at 06·48 PM / Permalink
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