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Posts tagged “poetry

peace.

Desse Barama (Peace) by Hamza El Din

The world shines about me,
luminous as the moon, smiling like a rose,
and a sweet benediction
flows through everything existing.
How beautiful life is.
I marvel at people who are not in love with life.
You, my girl, are beautiful,
and your beauty,
like the beautiful thought of peace,
belongs to the eternity.
Detest war and destruction.
When you go to the riverbank,
and the sun sets in the evening,
the waters of the river will be rippling softly,
and from a distance, in the twilight, you will see white sails.
A song of the boatman will come from there.
‘Today no suffering, no suffering.’
The world shines about me,
luminous as the moon,
smiling like a rose.

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© Jenny Jope 2013


To a new year…

I am with you always means when you look for God,

God is in the look of your eyes,
in the thought of looking, nearer to you than your self,
or things that have happened to you
There’s no need to go outside.

Be melting snow.
Wash yourself of yourself.

A white flower grows in quietness.
Let your tongue become that flower.

- Mevlâna Jalâluddîn Rumi

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Failing and Flying

I believe Icarus was not failing as he fell,
but just coming to the end of his triumph.

- Jack Gilbert

Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew.


locket

Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt—marvelous error!—
that I had a beehive
here inside my heart.
And the golden bees
were making white combs
and sweet honey
from my old failures.

- Antonio Machado


anniversary

Wishing a very happy anniversary to my friends Kristen & Jonathan! One year ago today, in downtown Providence, I photographed their intimate wedding, Kristen in a vintage gown, Jonathan’s smile infectious…

Words penned by the poet Amy Lowell, come to mind…

When you came, you were like red wine and honey,
And the taste of you burnt my mouth with its sweetness.
Now you are like morning bread,
Smooth and pleasant.
I hardly taste you at all for I know your savour,
But I am completely nourished.

Love. How it consumes us and challenges us and transforms us, and becomes as sacred and as necessary to our survival as bread, as breath.  I love it.


hymn

Shake the sky,
And a hymn fills the world.

Only you and I,
Only you and I, my love,
listen to it.

- Pablo Neruda


field

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase “each other” doesn’t make any sense.

mevlana jelaluddin rumi – 13th century


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