Human extinction event

My love, my heart can take on any form
I am the lover and I am the Spring
A meadow where gazelles once grazed
Is engraved in my spirit’s sacred grounds

Where I write to you of lost idols
And the future, a future that is fluid
Like the scrolls of the alchemy of
Supercomputers and advanced civilizations

We are young, our creed of love is forgetful
Perhaps it is, that we have not
Yet tasted enough adversity as a species
As a planet, though there is this

Great extinction event, we are the destroyers
Of vertebrates, of biodiversity and yet
Each person is orientated to quest
For her or his personal abode of meaning

And authority, the intermediaries might be
Delinquently biological or revelations of ideas
My love, my heart can take on the form
Of a mother or a scientist, but we are

Just a Sea of nature and identity is fluid
Can you see and feel this dear?

The Fever for a Cosmic Devotion

It is from God, so hear!
And to serve God you return
Not the God of your people
But the God that is universal

So good and with details for the whole
Of evolution, encyclopaedic
With a breath that is all-merciful
We learn to be compassionate

Through pure trials of suffering
And it’s not, that we are different after all
We share the same genes, similar stories
Carry a spirit in a body, harvest soul

In what we do, create, express, innovate
It is from God, so you see!
My Beloved, is the same as yours!
For none sees him except himself

That we all possess some page
Of the religion of love
Whatever way Love works in you
I follow the same path, I’m sure

And faith is but an approximation
Of the vibration, the quantum signature
That lights the way, my silence listens
My surrender is a practiced “letting go”

Maybe it took me lifetimes
To encompass inner beauty
These are the tears of the soul-forever
I could not forget the privilege.

SUFI PSALM II

Would that I were aware
Of all the Love in this Universe
My heart would possess a bounty
From the Divine, and those that would
Deem me dead would say
I have become entangled in all lovers
On the day of parting with all the worlds
Thou seest a sun on celestial spheres
Surrounded by flowers of the different planets
Orange, gold and pink: like blessings of Goddesses
On the smooth surface of mausoleums
Of Beloved remembrance,
The Spirit would then baffle everyone
Playing hide and seek with the centuries
That faith departs, that faith could endure
The Gospels change to suit the needs of the people
Every student of the Psalms of David, every Jewish doctor
Every Sufi poet, could prepare their holy words
Until all words would have been forgotten
Would that I were aware
Of all the departed roads, dead-ends, golden cliffs
Of time, I’d bring you to the wedding quarters
Where we marry not each other, but the God of Love.

SUFI PSALM

O Beloved, supernal and exquisitely omnipresent
O garden among the flames
Of so many dreamy lifetimes
I have sat at the table of my heart
Waiting for signs of your rapture
I have had a meal with other souls
To drink your water of timeless love
I have talked to the spirits of all the worlds
Only to hear your laugh in their strange mouths
O Beloved, we who profess the religion of love
Follow you, without any material care
My heart can take on any form because of you:
A meadow of gazelles, a cloister for monks
The idols and sacred grounds have been left behind
For a future whose caravan path only you know
O Ocean without a shore
O Morning Light without darkness
I have had hid myself from you for too long
In the guise of a scholar, in the suffering of a peasant
Thou art a unity sphere with no precise locality.

Treatise on Ibn Arabi

Deliver us, O Mother Nature
From our own tremendous greed
It is a burden that weighs down
Even the Seas, Sea of all names

O lover – whoever you are –
If you love the beloved
Who is beyond the veil of seen
And invisible, take shelter in nature

For we were not made to be cruel
Let your shortcoming turns to fruition
Of virtues unimaginable before –
Thou art the hidden season of they own transformation

How can we truly love God when we
Masquerade as intelligent beings
Being too smart, sometimes that is what kills
How many have we killed for God
That was not natural, but man-made?