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Eternity’s Love Song - Carla van Ommen 


Softly, softly,

You came creeping in

like summer breeze

moving curtains

softly, softly, as a feather

brushing lips, eternity’s kiss

this is Grace

I am your servant, here is my place


Hot like fire, glowing embers

of this heart catch light

my awareness

hot like fire, in your presence

feeling humble, like a giant

this is Life

I am your purpose,

You are my drive.


Sharp like razor blades, my weakness

seems to crucify

gently, gently doubt will vanish

feeling battered, peace is coming

this is Heart

You are the Whole and I am a part. 




The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.


by Rumi

Taken from SELECTED POEMS by Rumi, Translated by Coleman Barks (Penguin Classics, 2004).





Reason (from The Secret Rose Garden)

By Mahmud Shabistari


Let reason go.

For His light

burns reason up from head to foot.

If you wish to see that Face,

seek another eye.

The philosopher

with his two eyes sees double,

so is unable to see the unity of the Truth.

As His light burns up the angels,

even so does it consume reason.

As the light of our eyes is to the sun,

so is the light of reason to the Light of Lights.


English version by Florence Lederer

Original Language Persian/Farsi


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