Guest guest Posted May 8, 2001 Report Share Posted May 8, 2001 dear friends...i was chatting with my beloved mirror and mira had to take care of the girls and put them to bed...so, she told me to go do something....write me a poem....so i did.....^^~~~~ further up and further in, white wolfe hey you “Beloved, I am so glad You are happy to see me…” hey you , i say come with, with me come i say, hey i want you to do something for me pretend you are seeing the Beloved as everything but keep it a secret i am so glad you are happy to see me make believe you are a lover who is awestruck and starving for your beloved but do not tell anyone you am so happy i are glad to hear you when you walk down the street do not walk dance as though the pavement is on fire and smile at the universe i am so happy you are glad to feel me when you greet a friend do not greet them with words kiss them not on the cheeks but on the lips quickly before they blush and run away you are so happy I am glad to smell you when you meet a wandering dog wagging its ecstatic tail lean down and let it whisper in your inner ear the secret love words of the Beloved i am so glad you are happy to taste me when you see a wildflower blossoming beside the dusty way stop dancing and rest in its colorful fragrance and form let your heart’s silence sing in harmony with it we are so glad we are happy we kiss let your heart’s silence sing in sweet harmony with all start dancing and resting in the colorful fragrance of flowers become any and all wildflowers blossoming along your dusty way we are so happy we are glad we touch the secret love words of the Beloved are yours lean down and whisper them in a lost dog’s crazy ear as you go a wandering wag every ecstatic tail along your dusty way are we so gladly happy, sat, happy gladly so are we before the stranger blushes and turns away grab them by the hand and kiss the native rouge on both their cheeks great all strangers as you would a friend and all friends as you would a faithful lover are we so happily glad, chit, glad happily so are we we smile and all creation smiles back as we dance the stones beneath our break into singing dancing just the way we do god’s laughter rumbles through the cosmos are we so gladly happily, ananda, happily gladly so are we we sweetly cry our bliss into all creatures our divine love awakens the holy thirst for divine love our joy makes the droll centipede believe it is an awestruck butterfly but do not tell anyone we lovers two are two so glad happy, Beloved, happy glad so we lovers two are one I want to do something for You I will pretend that I am are seeing the Beloved as Everything but keep it a secret, please, because really I Am I am you seeing me and me seeing you is Me hey you , i say come with, with me come i say, hey You are the Beloved! “…Beloved, I am so glad, So very glad You have come.” -Hafiz nark christopher valentine (may 8, 2001) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 8, 2001 Report Share Posted May 8, 2001 , "White Wolfe" <valemar@m...> wrote: > dear friends...i was chatting with my beloved mirror and mira had to take care of the girls and put them to bed...so, she told me to go do something....write me a poem....so i did.....^^~~~~ > > further up and further in, > > white wolfe > > > hey you > > > > "Beloved, I am so glad You are happy to see me." > > > hey you , i say come with, with me come i say, hey > > > > i want you to do something for me > > pretend you are seeing the Beloved as everything > > but keep it a secret > > > > i am so glad you are happy to see me > > > > make believe you are a lover who is awestruck > > and starving for your beloved > > but do not tell anyone > > > > you am so happy i are glad to hear you > > > > when you walk down the street do not walk > > dance as though the pavement is on fire > > and smile at the universe > > > > i am so happy you are glad to feel me > > > > when you greet a friend do not greet them with words > > kiss them not on the cheeks but on the lips > > quickly before they blush and run away > > > > you are so happy I am glad to smell you > > > > when you meet a wandering dog wagging its ecstatic tail > > lean down and let it whisper in your inner ear > > the secret love words of the Beloved > > > > i am so glad you are happy to taste me > > > > when you see a wildflower blossoming beside the dusty way > > stop dancing and rest in its colorful fragrance and form > > let your heart's silence sing in harmony with it > > > > we are so glad we are happy we kiss > > > > let your heart's silence sing in sweet harmony with all > > start dancing and resting in the colorful fragrance of flowers > > become any and all wildflowers blossoming along your dusty way > > > > > > we are so happy we are glad we touch > > > > the secret love words of the Beloved are yours > > lean down and whisper them in a lost dog's crazy ear > > as you go a wandering wag every ecstatic tail along your dusty way > > > > are we so gladly happy, sat, happy gladly so are we > > > > before the stranger blushes and turns away > > grab them by the hand and kiss the native rouge on both their cheeks > > great all strangers as you would a friend and all friends as you would a faithful lover > > > > are we so happily glad, chit, glad happily so are we > > > > we smile and all creation smiles back > > as we dance the stones beneath our break into singing > > dancing just the way we do god's laughter rumbles through the cosmos > > > > are we so gladly happily, ananda, happily gladly so are we > > > > we sweetly cry our bliss into all creatures > > our divine love awakens the holy thirst for divine love > > our joy makes the droll centipede believe it is an awestruck butterfly > > > > but do not tell anyone > > > > we lovers two are two so glad happy, Beloved, happy glad so we lovers two are one > > > > I want to do something for You > > I will pretend that I am are seeing the Beloved as Everything > > but keep it a secret, please, because really I Am > > > > I am you seeing me and me seeing you is Me > > > > hey you , i say come with, with me come i say, hey > > > > You are the Beloved! > > > > ".Beloved, I am so glad, So very glad You have come." > > -Hafiz > > > > nark christopher valentine > > (may 8, 2001) Namaste Wolfe, The Sufi, Beloved or wine or intoxication does not describe the ultimate but a condition of ecstasy which is savikalpa samadhi. Althouth I do enjoy Rumi, Attar, Arabi etc etc.....ONS Tony. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 9, 2001 Report Share Posted May 9, 2001 spirit brother....there is always one ahead of where one is and is not.....it is a comfort to know that the path is not empty and that we run in the shadow of ones greater than this new self that is still and never will be the true self....^^~~~~~ further up and further in, white wolfe > Namaste Wolfe, > > The Sufi, Beloved or wine or intoxication does not describe the > ultimate but a condition of ecstasy which is savikalpa samadhi. > Althouth I do enjoy Rumi, Attar, Arabi etc etc.....ONS Tony. > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 9, 2001 Report Share Posted May 9, 2001 Tony: > The Sufi, Beloved or wine or intoxication does not describe the > ultimate but a condition of ecstasy which is savikalpa samadhi. The ultimate is all there is. It cannot accurately describe itself for it cannot separate itself from being the desciber, the describing and the description. Even intoxication and ecstasy are the ultimate. What else is there? > Althouth I do enjoy Rumi, Attar, Arabi etc etc.....ONS Tony. Enjoyment is a gift of life. It may be transient, it may be fleeting... so what? Let's dance while we have feet... Mira Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 9, 2001 Report Share Posted May 9, 2001 , "Mirror" <mirror@u...> wrote: > Tony: > > The Sufi, Beloved or wine or intoxication does not describe the > > ultimate but a condition of ecstasy which is savikalpa samadhi. > > The ultimate is all there is. It cannot accurately describe itself > for it cannot separate itself from being the desciber, the describing > and the description. Even intoxication and ecstasy are the ultimate. > What else is there? > > > Althouth I do enjoy Rumi, Attar, Arabi etc etc.....ONS Tony. > > Enjoyment is a gift of life. It may be transient, it may be > fleeting... so what? Let's dance while we have feet... > > Mira Namaste All, The dancing feet may be lead on the road to absolute moksha, ask a Deva....ONS Tony Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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