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Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Oh Fill My Heart and Lead Me Gently

Oh, Fill My Heart and Lead Me Gently Oh, fill my Heart and lead me gently Softly, whisper Light of Love. Guide me as my Loving Parent To our Sacred joy-filled Home. Oh, wake me from this sleep of strangers Trade these dreams of separation For the Unity of Love. Let me be not blind or stupid. Help me learn from each wrong choice. There comes a time in every journey, When we hear Thy soft but certain Voice. There comes a time to man and nation, Daily moments to decide. Help me not to hide or cower... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, January 7, 2007

I Am Nothing, I Am All

I Am Nothing, I Am All On Assignment in the secret service Of The One, I empty to be the i Needed in service to The One. For you and just for today, I will be the reflection of your shadow; Angry, selfish, Or Compassion and Kindness, Itself: Whatever you need for your journey. I polish the mirror of my Heart To be the reflection of your need. Truly, I am nothing Save the must of Love. Deep peace or turmoil, I bequeath to you. Make your choice with care. © 2007 Shamsi Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, January 6, 2007

What Lovely Light Beams Forth from those Dancing Eyes

What Lovely Light Beams Forth from those Dancing Eyes It is a mystery. It is a miracle. It is a gift From the Almighty One. It is the ever burning Eternal Hope Born of the failures and despairs Of every human journey And every Godly road. It is the very Light now beaming From those very eyes. And I Now blessed and beaming Can trudge this way with Hope. ©2007 Shams-i-Heartsong Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, January 5, 2007

Coffee Stains

Coffee Stains Coffee Stains And Mental strains And all these empty voices: A typical day in the neighborhood. Do you not yet know? The Secret? Love fills our lives With the complexities And the simplicities That make this Life All so wonderfully worth it. Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, January 3, 2007

HOW COULD ANYONE EVER TELL YOU

How could anyone ever tell you That you are anything less than beautiful? And how dare anyone say that you less than whole! When we are together, I see that light Which pours abundantly forth From that steadfast Heart Through those light-filled eyes. I am content To revel in that Light. ©2006 Christmas Eve Shamsuddin Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, December 31, 2006

Oh Take this Broken Heart

Oh Take this Broken Heart Oh take this broken heart Oh Lord, and use it. Teach me to remember, And to Thy Grace surrender. Hungry to serve Let me not swerve From the path of grateful giving, For truly, there is naught but Thee. I am blessed By the awesome oneness Of it All, Oh Silent Breath. Speak for me, If needed For I have nothing To Say. From dark nothingness I came forth, A now-I-Am. What could I know? So speak, act, bless: All I meet. The One Onliness, Only knows. © 2006 Shamsujim Sign in to see full entry.

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Hafiz Rubaiyat 11-20

Hafiz حافظ Rubaiyat 11-20 11 First enticed me to take the cup, When I got drunk, told me to stop. My eyes watery, my heart on fire, I became dust and your wind picked me up. اول بـه وفا می وصالـم درداد چون مست شدم جام جـفا را سرداد پر آب دو دیده و پر از آتـش دل خاک ره او شدم بـه بادم برداد 12 All treasures ain’t worth this oppression. All pleasures ain’t worth one transgression. Not even seven thousand years of joy Is worth seven days of depression. نی دولـت دنیا به ستـم می‌ارزد نی لذت مستی‌اش... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, December 27, 2006

Hafiz Rubiyat

5 I put my arms around your waist, A lover’s embrace to taste. From your resolve it’s obvious All my efforts will go to waste. مـن باکـمر تو در میان کردم دسـت پنداشتمش که در میان چیزی هست پیداسـت از آن میان چو بربست کمر تا من ز کمر چه طرف خواهم بربسـت 6 You are the moon and the sun is your slave; As your slave, it like you must behave. It is only your luminosity and light That light of sun and moon can save. تو بدری و خورشید تو را بنده شده‌ست تا بنده تو شده‌ست تابنده شده‌ست زان روی کـه از شـعاع... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Hafiz

On the pulpit, preachers, goodness display Yet in private, they have a different way. I have a question to ask of the learned in our midst Why Confession-Priests, their own repentance delay. Perhaps they don't believe in Judgement Day They deceive, and to appease God, they pray. May these New Masters, God, find their stay And from slaves and mules not turn away. Church-beggar, go to the abode of the Magi Drink the water that strength of heart convey. His endless goodness, many lovers slay Lovers... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, December 23, 2006

When Frame Becomes the Picture

When Frame Becomes the Picture Wake up before the Sun, my friend. Do not go back to sleep. Your dreams have made your frame so ornate That you have made it be the picture. A dream made pleasant is still a dream, my friend. Shams was sent to awaken you. The exsquisit fram you have constructed Is merely the shadow of the picture within. Open your eyes, my friend. It is time to awaken to the Truth Fear not, my friend. So much more beautiful Is the picture within the frame Than what you have crafted... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, December 21, 2006

If I Could Hold You in My Arms If I could hold You in my arms Our fears would melt away. If I could gaze deeply eye to eye Our peace would flash before us. If we could sit in simple silence No terror could assail. There is but One Who knows our Hearts And One can lead us home. If we could touch in innocence And know our heart's desire, Then Love shall win and hatred die All moral judgement passed. We shall all dance free In the meadow of within. Where right and wrong And good and bad Are seen as... Sign in to see full entry.

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Hafiz Rubiyat

4 One, beautiful and full of grace Mirror in hand, grooming her face My handkerchief I offered, she smiled, Is this gift also part of the chase? ماهی که قدش به سرو می‌ماند راست آیینه به دست و روی خود می‌آراست دستارچه‌ای پیشکشش کردم گفت وصلم طلبی زهی خیالی که توراست Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Hafiz Rubiyat

3 I said, your lips said, your lips we revive; I said, your mouth said, sweetness we derive; I said your words, he said, Hafiz said; May all sweet lips be joyous and alive. گفتـم که لبت, گفت لبم آب حیات گفتم دهنت, گفت زهی حب نبات گفتـم سخن تو, گفت حافظ گفتا شادی همه لطیفه گویان صـلوات Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Hafiz Rubiyat

2 Pick up the joy giving wine and come hither. Temptations of mean foes decline and come hither. Don’t listen to the one who says sit down and stay; Listen to me, pick up the line and come hither. بر گیر شراب طرب​انگیز و بیا پنهان ز رقیب سفله بستیز و بیا مشنو سخن خصم که بنشین و مرو بشنو ز من این نکته که برخیز و بیا Sign in to see full entry.

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I Saw the Light Come Shining

For the briefest moment, I saw the light shining from your heart. Then I knew you were one of us. I let a twinkle from my eye And so acknowledge your divine soul....to be continued Sign in to see full entry.

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