This Well

by Vahid on 19/03/2011

in At The Break Of Every Morn,The Sacred Days

This well that is mine to dig in this dry land

That my tears may flow and fill that hole

That the earth may hold the salt but no more

That the earth pour forth the sweet and more

O the taste of it

Where is that lover

Who knows of it

—– o —–

By God

January 16, 2011

By God Look at the accomplishment The sea is welling The rivers are branching The streams are gushing By God Look at the achievement The banks are green The trees are lean The fruits are seen By God our Lord Now onward to the deserts —– o —–

And If We Were

November 21, 2010

And if we were to heal our wounds In the depths of shadows And in there attempt to reclaim our happiness Then all the delights promised those That dwell in true sorrow Shall pass us by and leave our souls in heedlessness —– o —–

So It Came

October 1, 2010

So it came to pass that the Sun of Truth Shed its light upon the moon of falsehood That the darkness of the night Was shattered to a thousand pieces of light Revealing a brand new day! A marvelous brand new day! —– o —–

We Talked

August 21, 2010

We talked about love And how it was unfortunate That the river should flow But the sea reject it But what love is that That its own kin be a reject? If not one blinded by its own greatness And forgetful of the source of its vastness —- o —-

That At The

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That at the twin hours of the birds I not be left the last to raise Thy melody That the celestial dove descend unto me That the celestial dove ascend unto Thee A carrier and offerer of praise from me At the twin hours of the birds —- 0 —-

And It is

March 31, 2010

And it is a cobweb That stitches together the eyelash That fools one dead And lures the spirit to unleash “O my Lord I declare my powerlessness And love to beg of Thee All that is with Thee That I may manifest Thy power and Thy might” That I retrieve my spirit unleashed And may [...]

And A Fountain

March 6, 2010

And a fountain is gushing forth for them from the earth And in abundance are rivers springing forth in the garden amidst palm trees and vines And the heaven has fallen down upon them in pieces God and the angels have vouched “Here is a golden house” And in the book that has been sent [...]

Make Of Me

February 20, 2010

Make of me a sifter of wheat O my Lord And descend upon me Thy angels Whom Thou ordain to descend upon the unclean That my soul may ascend unto Thee Purified and sanctified of all things —- 0 —-

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