Talking to Myself

Closed eyes reveals myself more than eyes wide open. Adnan Kakazai.


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Time to meet…

Oh my beloved purify me
Scorch me, boil me
Jolt me, shake me
Open my bleak corners
Close my false openings
Spoil me in peacefulness 
Eradicate darkness and then
Throw me in further darkness
To the abyss of the anonymous
Till I stretch to a point 
When faith befriends me
To cross the razor-sharp thin line
From the unknown to the known
Then make me hear from you
That the desire for union is over
Death is now a celebration
Time to meet the beloved has arrived
Take it, it is yours
Beloved is all yours

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Whole and Nothing

Life
Reflect
And
Refract
Absorb
And
Adsorb

Presenting a
Phenomenon
Of
Searching vs. Finding

Guessing
Search is
Concluded
Or
Finding will
Not embrace
Reality

One pursuit
After other
Filling emptiness
Then
Evaporating
Leaving emptiness

Indeed no
Fairy tale

To be
Pure
Is to gaze
With
Content
Fearlessness
Meekness
Concurrently

Whole
And
Nothing
Soulfully

———

Inspired by words from Hakim Sanā’ī Ghaznavi (1080 – 1131/1141) “Be whole, and Nothing” translation by Coleman Barks.