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A Soul Contract is Due

Greetings dear friend of the spirit
This message is heart to heart
I have a mission and you crossed my path
I am carrying a burden
A soul contract is due
My promise to this soul who soars the seen and unseen realm
This promise long overdue
But gestation is a stage
Necessary to birth
A midwife arrived saying she was sent from Fatima
I am
here
Now
to assist in this birth
To assist in this mission
here
Now
we shall dispel ignorance
with my talent
Us seas apart
yet mission One
You in the West
Me in the East
vision one
Let’s birth together
while Mary and Fatima rejoice
Rumi oversees our work
his promise in tact
You my daughter
Worry not!
GL
Ali
you two are only vessels
Think not it’s you
rather we are sending light upon light
in this labor of love
for the love of all humanity
We see you both fit
Now come forth and carry out the work
While we assist!
Abundance is our promise
The heaves bear witness
Poverty exists not
A lover is never poor
She is rich
wearing robes of silk
Her being perfumes the world
With Amber and Frankinsece
This is honor
believe in our promises
We are caring for you
now is the time
The world awaits
let’s dispel the darkness
through words from
A lover’s well.

Seclusions

Seclusions

When your presence has been lifted

Whilst you are amongst men

And you are placed in seclusion

by inevitable forces

You are forced to keep aloof

All contact broken;

near dear and friends of the Way

a mighty cave where all seems dark.

 

 

Helpless

Weak

Trapped

Howling winds

Faint whispers

Despairing thoughts

STOP

This niche beholds a magic lantern

Withholding immense light

Light for your soul

Mysteries for the heart

The beloved retreated

To the cave of Light;

Hira

For he was called,

‘The chosen one’

An invitation from the Lord of the heavens

To receive the greatest of all of Trusts

Now cherish your seclusion.

 

A blessing

Divine mercy

Select souls must retreat

From time to time

To gather

Recollect, receive

And prepare to transmit;

The Sacred Trust.

 

Be at peace in the cave

For this was never meant to last forever.

Poetic Healers

What’s your treatment for the sick?

A dash of this or that?

How about paralysis?

No Thank You.

Our treatment; poetry

Healing hearts

Poetic Healers

 

Curing the blind

Detoxifying bodily waste

A full blown purge

Our medication?

Wine

Preparing, testing

Samples distributed

From the lab of infinity

To the absolute sick

They drink

We observe, analyze and speculate

Re administer upon the need

Patient cured

Treatment; successful.

Sorrow the Visitor

Sorrow the Visitor

 

Poetry thrives on sorrow

Sorrow knocks at the door

Of the poet’s heart

It comes without invitation

Stays as an old guest

And leaves without permission

Sorrow ignites the secret fountain

As a flame ignites a dynamite

Come again my sweet friend

Come back to me so I may see.

Fermentation

Fermentation

 

The expulsion of beauty from a poet’s lips is akin to the labor of love

Without Love and Pain how can we comprehend the joy of birth?

The production of wine has begun!

 

Fruits carefully selected and pressed;

Feelings ferment in the poet’s heart

Stored in the quarto barrel

Turn to wine in the mortal cellar

Bottled

 

Corks unscrewed by select tasters

Connoisseurs await eagerly

 

Superb

Fragrant

Illuminating

Exhilarating

Intoxicating

 

Sipped in regal goblets…

Each line drenched in the spirit of the Wine

Every letter a drop

Every word a sip

Drink, Drink!

Let the wine soak into each cell

Inhale

Absorb

Let it flow through your blood

Each vein a heavenly river

Gushing with urgency

Carrying Laila’s message speedily to the Divan;

The sacred chamber for all mankind.

Where Heaven and Earth reside

Where Love and Sorrow intermarry

A Darbar where secrets manifest

A traveller’s refuge

A seekers retreat

A lounge for discreet affairs

A monastery for the devoted ones

A drunkard’s haven

 

Now seat Laila’s love

Upon reserved seats

Ferment them like Majnoon did

When the New Wine is ready

Exhale.

Poets

Seclusions

When your presence has been lifted

Whilst you are amongst men

And you are placed in seclusion

by inevitable forces

You are forced to keep aloof

All contact broken;

near dear and friends of the Way

a mighty cave where all seems dark.

 

 

Helpless

Weak

Trapped

Howling winds

Faint whispers

Despairing thoughts

STOP

This niche beholds a magic lantern

Withholding immense light

Light for your soul

Mysteries for the heart

The beloved retreated

To the cave of Light;

Hira

For he was called,

‘The chosen one’

An invitation from the Lord of the heavens

To receive the greatest of all of Trusts

Now cherish your seclusion.

 

A blessing

Divine mercy

Select souls must retreat

From time to time

To gather

Recollect, receive

And prepare to transmit;

The Sacred Trust.

 

Be at peace in the cave

For this was never meant to last forever.