Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Love is reckless; not reason.
Reason seeks a profit.
Love comes on strong,
consuming herself, unabashed.

Yet, in the midst of suffering,
Love proceeds like a millstone,
hard surfaced and straightforward.

Having died of self-interest,
she risks everything and asks for nothing.
Love gambles away every gift God bestows.

Without cause God gave us Being;
without cause, give it back again.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Good Poetry makes
The universe
Admit a secret:
"I am really just
A tambourine,
Grab hold,
Play me against
Your warm

Monday, September 26, 2011

Al Asma Al Husna

The (99) Most Beautiful Names of the Divine
I am bewildered by the magnificence of your beauty,
and wish to see you with a hundred eyes.
I am in the house of mercy,
and my heart is a place of prayer.
Heart and love have become friends. ~Rumi

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

The real beloved is your beginning and your end.
When you find that one,
you'll no longer expect anything else.
~Rumi (qas)


Join us, this Friday @ The Nur Center for another NIGHT OF SAWA Open Mic Poetry & Music Event! Bring an original piece or one of your faves by another artist, we look forward to having you join us!    :)

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

What a song this flute is singing,
by Allah, it is my heart’s melody!
each wail of this divine instrument
strikes a chord deep within my soul
each tune carrying vibrations of the feelings
I carried while dragging my battered feet
on the path to the Divine
I am no longer lonely
my heart has sold itself
submitting to the Master
if you’ve sold your heart as well
then bring your drum.
let’s make music together.
we shall sing praises all night
under the stars,
thanking Him for sending us the moon
"I desire not to desire, for my will is without value, since I am ignorant in any case. Therefore choose Thou for me what thou knowest to be best and do not put my perdition in what my autonomy and free choice prefer."
-Bayazid Bastami (qs)

Monday, September 19, 2011

Friday, September 16, 2011

fret not, my friend
this world cannot contain
the marvels of your heart.

let the egos mistake
the jewels for scraps.

better a slave of the Divine
than prince of the temporal world.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Oh, my friend,
all that you see of me
is just a shell,
and the rest belongs to love.

Monday, September 12, 2011

Praise be to He
For granting the gift
Of Divine union.

Love’s initiation
Extended it’s hand
That night.

What felt like centuries of
Anguished, tireless knocking
On God’s door
Came to rest on that eve
Of my soul’s rebirth.

This lowly servant yearned for the touch of mercy
More than any worldly desire.
With this, the Gracious perched me at the
Doorstep of the Sultan of Friends.

Praise be to He
For lighting the path
And making the
Guide clear.

Enter the dominion of the Beloved
And you shall never dream of leaving.
From the beginning of my life,
I have been looking for your face,
but today, I’ve seen it.

Today I have seen the charm, the beauty,
the unfathomable grace of the face
that I was looking for.
My heart has burned with passion
and has searched forever for
this wondrous beauty that I now behold.

Alhamdulillah!  :-D

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

let our hearts dance and our souls sway
bring drum
bring lute
i've brought my ney
the Divine is remembered
in this nightly soiree
dear friend
our carnival of Love is here to stay