Drop of water

A drop of water from the well of my being …..

  From the well of being, bucket of water was filled, and pulled up into my conscious mind. I sat there looking at the surface, ripples appearing and disappearing at periphery making many images on the surface of my mind.

I saw many faces so familiar to me, as if they are living and breathing inside me. 

I am not sure if they were me or not, but i can hear them talking to me. 

each has a story to tell, and I am part of their story. and they are all part of my story. 

some times our eyes meet and we just stare at each other, not knowing what to say or how to say, but eyes can read the silence and so can heart . So I am hoping you are able to read me, even though i don’t say much .

AK

Loving the Lover

 
As the distance shortened 
And knowing deepened
You took over
The Perception of my senses 
And
The Focus of my attention  
You have become  
The energy behind my intelligence 
And 
The Window to my wisdom 
You have appeared  
In every form
and in every non form  
awake or asleep
I am gently cradled by the song
sung by the Moon
reminding me
don’t exist
You don’t exist
The Lover
and the beloved
 
Exists as ONE
                                                                  AK
 

Flip that coin

I can feel you but I can’t see you,….. I can sense you but can’t touch you, … your essence and your presence over takes me …, liberates me, from the shackles of this life …… You …. are everywhere.

Your face…. hidden behind all that my eyes see ,…. my thoughts, can almost touch your fragrance, but like the twinkle of stars, it disappears. the moment it appears.

I can hear you laughing in me, Smiling with me, and Hugging me gently by sending the warm wave through me .

I want to thank you.

Thank you for letting me feel this way, thank you for letting me see the angel looking back at me in the Childs eyes. for letting me have the wings, so I can be with the winds ….. and letting me hear the songs of mountains, and humming of Seas.

Thank you for letting me taste the sweetness of heaven and bitterness of hell. ….. and…. for letting me have….. the Gift of ” knowing” …. that let me see the Good and Evil, are two sides of the same coin, …. Coin that I hold…. in my hand.

aks

Divine Tree

As the divine nectar of wisdom

Falls like raindrops

On the fertile surface of heart

It helps grow the words,

Which make luminous sentences,

Enlightening readers hearts

Then comes a time,

When those words grow up

Tall shady trees,

Producing divine sweet fruit,

In silence , meditating

Composing just few concentrated words

Filled with secret knowledge ….

Hidden meanings

Just a tree,

Standing tall

Silently praising the Lord,

Providing shade and comfort

To who ever comes sits under . 
~ Asma Kareem

Oct 28, 2013

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