poetry

A Dance Called Being Human

United in our essence we are differentiated only in the aspects we manifest of that essence. Like the petals of …

Find Me If You Can

The Void swallows that which is like it, empty and transparent. In that blessed moment what is above snatches from …

The Traces of My Beloved

My Beloved has come again, I am light again, light as a feather whirling in the gravity of my Eternal …

Religion & Love

Religion is architecture in time; but what is seen with the eye of form, that is, the forms that constitute …

The Blanket of Truth

Don’t ever think that you are not home. You are home and you always been home because you are the …

You Are The Maze

Fear not my friend.¬†Go where you have to go; do what you have to do. Nothing is ever lost, nothing …

The Secret of The Veil

Deep deep inside me is sitting a naked man. Though I am in space He is not; though I am …

Fallen Love

When I see you, when I lose myself to the irresistible sight of your eyes, to that evergreen noema, I …

Timed & Veiled

Past and future veil God from our sight; burn up both of them with fire. How long wilt thou be …

Seer Sees only Itself

Wherever I turn I see the face of God, My pain is god; My pleasure is god; My worst moments …

The Inexpressible

Everywhere you look you see the face of God; blessed be the one who sees the face and not the …