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Monday, July 28, 2008

A Seed of God Grows into God

A Seed of God Grows into God To everyone of us there must come a time when the whole universe will be found to have been a dream, when we find the soul is infinitely better than the surroundings. It is only a question of time, and time is nothing in the infinite. -Sai Baba Just a twinkle from your eyes, But, it contained a light, Royal and profound. You must stop hiding soon. Shams sees through Your feigned confusion. Find the place inside you That is God! Then every breath will be transformed.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, July 27, 2008

We Gather, Beloved

We Gather, Beloved You closed the door of your heart, Beloved. I was broken hearted. My soul ached for your understanding. I wanted closure in Love. So, I called a council of Higher Selves. You came to this communion with trust and love. We spoke for hours as the dawn arose. We confessed our fears; We shared our hopes. We felt this Love. We parted beloved friends. © 2008 Shams-i-Heartsong Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, July 26, 2008

Lela

Lela Chorus: Lela illa ha il Allah Iskh Allah Mabood Allah Have mercy on us Oh, earthborn child. An exotic dancer, a nun and angel, Lela slips her way into your cells, Until there is no separation. (Chorus) A prayerful friend, An erstwhile lover, Giving with no demands She is Karima, in disguise. (Chorus) A bold light warrior, a tripper on LSD. A preserver of health, She used to bake bread. She is Rhade, so wise. (Chorus) A hot chick, dashing across the street. strong, athletic, and sleek. A... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, July 24, 2008

Memories

Memories Beware the sweet-green laser light thats go'in round these days. It's capable of erasing every memory you ever made. The advertising is misleading: 'recommended by Doctors to erase every bad or sad memory. Do we not need our memories to tell us who we were? Or Who We were NOT! There is a rhyme for every reason every season, has its reason. So ease on slowly down memory's narrow lanes. Life's too precious To waste even one breath on anger's lens, insane. © 2008 Shams-i-Heartsong Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, July 21, 2008

Woman, Come Forth

Woman, Come Forth Woman, come forth into the glory of thy birthright; the unfathomable riches of thine inheritance. Take off the broken glasses of thy youth. Then, stand naked before the mirror of Truth. Stand and stare for a long while. © 2008 Shams-i-Heartsong Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, July 20, 2008

Waiting For You, Beloved

Waiting For You, Beloved I am waiting for you, Beloved; Remembering your laughter helps. I am longing for you, Beloved; Recreating the beauty of your smile. I am seeing you in Divine Light, Beloved; The Angels will lead you home, Where the warm fire of peace, Gently burns. I am letting go, Beloved; Hoping you will return to me in joy. I hurt, but shall not suffer, Beloved; So grow in your own way. Grief is silent. © 2007 Shams-i-Heartsong Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, July 18, 2008

Consideration

Consideration The heart of every man, both good and bad, is the abode of God, and care should be taken never to wound anyone by word or act. Bowl of Saki, by Hazrat Inayat Khan I'm sorry, Please forgive me for whatever is going on inside me that manifests as Hurt. Want to be free of That? Want to be Free of That! I love you Please accept me And whatever is going on inside me that manifests as Fear. WANT to be Free of That! Want to be FREE of That? © 2008 Shamsuddin Sign in to see full entry.

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A Thousand Songs

A Thousand Songs A thousand songs Could not compare To the sweet delights of our love So rare. A thousand Loves Born on this One Breath And, You, Sweet Love Return with Love's perfume Flowing in your hair. A thousand whispers The quiet Truth, revealing A deep, abiding Peace appealing. And You, Beloved One Return with The Victory That's Healing. A thousand blessing In each moment, If we had the eyes to see. And You, Holy Blessed One, Return with bouquets Of Joyful Life-buds, The blessings of the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, July 17, 2008

In This Moment

In This Moment In this moment: Birds singing; Sun shining; Breezes dancing in trees. The only thing higher Is to share This moment With You. © 2008 Shams-i-Heartsong Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Oh, You Pious Ones

Oh, You Pious Ones I come to life's buffet, A beggar, with ravenous hunger; A patientless guest at the banquet Of Life and Truth. Oh, you pious ones, Pray over this meal! For myself, “Let my taste buds say my prayer.” Let my stomach say, “Amen.” Oh proper guests Shine forth in your properness. Let me eat! If you are not bringing the latest warm dish, Do not bother my communion with The One. I have come to eat and be satisfied! © 2008 Shamsuddin Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, July 8, 2008

It Is Not Fair, It Is What Is

It Is Not Fair, It Is What Is It is not fair, the way you handed me life today. It is not fair, the way you handed me death today. It is not fair the way you kept your cool at my expense, But it is what is. I’ve got it figured now and I can play. I will not raise my voice, but nurse resentment instead. I will hold it just long enough to make sure you know. And then withdraw to heal myself. When you dare to invade my space, I will be OK and open and cheer-filled. And watch you squirm to get in. I... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, July 7, 2008

Love Lives On

Love Lives On Love lives through painful days, Knowing Truth helps but a little. Loving without attachment is the goal, Loving fully and freely is the focus. Help us focus on the goal Help us be as One and Whole. Love lives on through hope crushed times. “It will get better”, is a hollow rhyme. Yet, time spent open in Love’s pain Is healing, as they say. So, I pray a gentle dove of comfort May fly your way and roost upon your healing heart. Sing softly when you think of me As I do often when you... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, July 6, 2008

Stoned, Cold, Sober

Stoned, Cold, Sober When, five beers later I am still Sober, Then I know that I am missing You. And when, at 12:53 am, I am missing You Then it is clear to Me That I am Stoned, Cold, Sober! And Suddenly, I Missed You so much That I Had to Open Your Present. And I knew that I Must Tell You, “ Be Free”, My Love, “Be Free!” It IS the Christ Mass of the Winter Solstice! It Is the Flowering of My 50th Solstice, And My Gift to You Must Be: The Most Dedicated, Non-Attached Love You Will Ever See! “ You... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, July 4, 2008

I Would Be a Guileless Man

I Would Be a Guileless Man And Jesus said, “Behold, a son of Israel in whom there is no guile.” - John 1:47 And I said, “Lord,make of me, A Guiltless Man. Remove all Guile from my being.” Polish my Heart-Mirror That in It Be Reflected: Only Thy Grace, Thy Glory, Thy Wisdom, And Thy Joy-filled Peace. © 2008 Shamsuddin Jim Norton Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, July 3, 2008

Alas, You Whore of Babylon

Alas, You Whore of Babylon Then the angel carried me away in the Spirit into a desert. There I saw a woman sitting on a scarlet beast that was covered with blasphemous names and had seven heads and ten horns. The woman was dressed in purple and scarlet, and was glittering with gold, precious stones and pearls. She held a golden cup in her hand, filled with abominable things and the filth of her adulteries. This title was written on her forehead: MYSTERY BABYLON THE GREAT THE MOTHER OF... Sign in to see full entry.

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