Wednesday, September 30, 2009

I am on a journey of love


I am on a journey of love

The journey that I am on has said to gain a lover
Oh lovers let me find this supreme lover that never stops loving

I am on a journey of love

The ones who have fallen in love with him
Has said that this path is full of thorns I care not
My lover will save me

I am on a journey of love

The ones who have fallen in love with him have given me the tools
These tools are small but very powerful


I am on a journey of love

This journey has caused the dust vast pain
But the lover has cured that pain

I am on a journey of love

This journey of love has showed me a lott
his journey of love has taught me a lot

I am on a journey of love
lol this is my poem that i tried to write.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

The butterfly throws itself into the burning fire
If you must love, then you will need that much courage
At each step, the heart is pushed to its limits,
At each breath, it is tested,
If you must love, then you will need that much courage.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Like a quiet river, this song-of-mine is so deep and so silent and so wise, that I can only speak of it with my eyes.”


—Heather K. O’Hara

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Friday, September 18, 2009

Peace be unto Stranger

Peace be unto thee, stranger, enter and be not afraid.
I have left the gate open and thou art welcome to my home.

There is room in my house for all.
I have swept the hearth and lighted the fire.

The room is warm and cheerful and you will find comfort and rest within.
The table is laid and the fruits of life are spread before thee.
The wine is here also, it sparkles in the light.


I have set a chair for you where the sunbeams dance through the shade.
Sit and rest and refresh your soul.


Eat of the fruit and drink the wine.
All, all is yours, and you are welcome.

Friday, September 4, 2009

The entire world, in sama,
whirls in ecstasy.
But what in a mirror does a blind man see?
Shaikh Sa'di of Shiraaz

the direction of love..


The map of love has no cardinal points, for the compass of the lover directs only to the Beloved. When the lover meets the Beloved, the east is lost in the west, and the west is lost in the east. Look then upon That which transcends direction. For in the destiny of this journey, the explorer becomes the explored, and the explored becomes the explorer. Where then is the need for a north and a south? Encompassed within this Axis of Spirituality is indeed the direction of Love. For this destiny is the beginning to which there is no end!