Wondrous Creation
Birds dart to and fro
bees are buzzing everywhere.
Blessings all around.
Play till Noon
Dew is on the ground.
The lawn waits till afternoon.
Cool winds move the grass.
Close to Eden
Which smell to choose from?
Nature awakens again.
God said, “it was good.”
Very nice.
ReplyDeleteThis moment,
ReplyDeleteRight Now,
is absolutely new
It has never been
seen before and
never will again
But even as I speak,
time creates itself,
a parade of new moments
marches,
steadfastly
For eternity.
If you catch hold
of your awareness
and view the newness
of each second,
your ability to
catch hold of the
changes, as time advances,
increases, allowing
you control over
your existence
as we progress
down the river
avoiding all rocks.
Jay Tubb
Kotes Drum
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A man alone in the jungle. He can go or he can stay, he has a drum that he can play.
Man alone in the world has a T.V. and a phone. He can see, he can show, he can hear, or, even go and say from inside his home.
Man in the jungle, he ask,/"What he should play?"
Man in the world ask,- "What is best to do, see, show to who and say to hear them say what and why they will say what they say?"
Man playing drum plays best song he can, as long he can play.
Man in the world work to understand, who said what and why they would say.
Man playing drum ryhming most of the time, having most of the fun, played the best song very long and very fine. Sharing and caring with the sound of love divine.
Man in the world heard of the song.- He came and asked the the man with the drum "Why is it the best song to sing?"
Man with the drum said./ "It is the best song because it is about life and the love it can bring."
Man in the world smiles.- "Most people would rather listen to your drum than hear me asking about the world sharing all that it needs wants and knows. The world to them still seems a great and noisy place for dreams no matter how much it grows. Even though I ask what I ask when I show and say for the same reasons you sing and play, I wonder if they would know what is best for you or me on even their very best day?"
The man with the drum whispered aloud./ "Those hearing the song know it is I that play, they rarely know the meaning of the song or what it say."
Man in the world.- "Maybe the difference between the best of what we need want and know could be the basis of a television show. Those then watching might respond with a call, we would need a computer to count them all."
Man with the drum./ "If the best answered questions about want know and need were heard by so many, it would be long love indeed.
Man in the world.- "I've thought of these things and the wonder they might bring, especially if it is the best song we sing."
Man with the drum./ "Have no fear my friend. Even though your drum is louder than mine, the song it plays is just as fine. Heard with heart and mind, it will make for all, forever the sound of love divine."
Here’s a Poem from the Poetry Chaikhana –
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By Abdul-Qader Bedil
(1644 - 1721)
English version by David and Sabrineh Fideler
The eternal mysteries,
following wisdom’s lead,
brought forth
the human form
as their living proof.
As long as the drop
hadn’t emerged from the sea,
the ocean
didn’t notice
the depths of its splendor.
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Thought for the Day:
A mystic must be supremely pragmatic:
Use what works,
whatever opens the heart
and fires the spirit.
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Abdul-Qader Bedil (or Bidil) wrote extensively — poetry, practice, wisdom stories, and riddles — and most of his writings remain with us today. He advocated religious tolerance and taught a doctrine the Unity of Being (Wahdat al-Wujud) similar to Ibn Arabi.
Bidil’s work has been hugely influential upon Persian Sufi thinkers and poets in Afghanistan, as well as a rich source of material for classical music in the area.
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The “human form” in this poem is not so much a reference to human physical body as to human consciousness. Abdul Qadir Bidil is saying that humanity was created by God to be a living witness to Divinity. This is the “living proof.” He is not stating that the human body itself somehow proves the existence of the “eternal mysteries;” rather, it is through the witnessing consciousness of humanity that the Divine knows Itself in fullness. Bidil makes this more clear with the metaphor of the second verse: It is only when the “drop” emerges from the “sea” that the “ocean” can envision “the depths of its own splendor.”
In other words, Bidil is giving us an answer to that fundamental spiritual question: Why does separation exist within the universe? If all is One, if everything fundamentally exists in God, why is there this devastating sense of separation and duality? The answer many mystical traditions give is that Eternal Unity divides mundane perception into the duality of seer and seen as a way to deepen the full knowledge of Being. Humanity, in this sense, has as its most important role that of witnessing Divinity. From this viewpoint, you could say that humanity becomes the eye of God. Human consciousness becomes a reflection of the Divine consciousness, a mirror in which the Eternal Unity can view Itself.
But there is an added twist to the common perception of duality. When one fulfills the role of witnessing God beyond the dizzying and sometimes heartbreaking multiplicities of the dualistic universe… the dualism fades away, revealing itself as having been an elaborate illusion. In truth, everything has always been One from start to finish. So we have a circular game of awareness: unity seeks self-knowledge through duality, but self-knowledge returns us to unity. The drop no matter how high it is flung into the air, eventually falls back into the embrace of the ocean and merges once more. Even high above the waves, the drop is water. And once returned to the ocean, it is still water (but no longer imagines itself to be a separate drop).
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Wouldnt I fail creation
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free to roam and create
free to blend mend and invent
wouldnt I fail creation itself if i did not make use of the flight of the mind?
To dive into adventures and fairy tales
Mix and match from the whole web of life
Invent new words worlds
new conceptions
live a life with freedom of mind and actions
live free
create a life of that which is wanted
that which is seen as of value
build on that
So then,
you know, I know
what enriches and en-joys
I pack my handkerchief
tie it to a stick
start walking with the heart pumping a little faster
from joy mixed with fear of the unknown
step trustingly into the great abyss
and find
I can float
floating on the trust and belief
of creation
life is a fairy tale
an adventure
art
life is joy and laughter
life is a dance of the universe
sun and earth in eternal loveaffair
stars flirting
stars being punctureholes ,
light coming through
Moon rolls on the hilltops
sun comes up in the middle of a ricefield
scorching the straws
A ruin of a church a secret hideaway place for the Cathars
I reached for the twinkle
stars fell in my eyes
and twinkle
at being a creator creating in the unswirling eternity of creation
Fairy takes, mix and mark
catch a spark