From knights of Jerusalem
2 June 2017
Lift me up
Through waters flutter
The minds roam
Through gutter
Where unworthy thoughts utter
Binding codes of dark
Drill me spark
In marble prairies
Where moons shine
White pristine
Alabaster diaries
Like sins of fairies
Twinkle through
The lost hearts mayhem
Wind me down
Bear me crown
From knights of Jerusalem
Banished past Salem
Reading of the poem:
Shamanic Touch – Sufi’s Life
Don’t cry for me for heavens will now smile
16 August 2015
When you loved me then I became all Love
So I may feel fires in your bosom
I was your moon and your sorrow-filled dove
I was your flower never to blossom
When your heart ached I became all heartache
So I may be one with all of your pangs
And none of this could ever make me quake
Not even the thoughts of death’s sharpened fangs
Divided by such a thin paper wall
Between the nothingness and everything
Absorbing Love lessens shock of the fall
My Love, my light, my prince, nay say my King
As I wither into eternal sigh
My arms heavy cloaked in loss of morrow
Your Love lends me bliss and hopes oh so high!
Of more time, just time that I could borrow
Time still marble would not lend me a while
And as I croak, throat parched by your absence
“Don’t cry for me for heavens will now smile”
Again I choke on your renewed fragrance
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