A Drop of Love Dew

The day the dust of Heart was being kneaded
A dewdrop of Love was dropped in
....... And there ...... upon Their Fall .......
That dewdrop turned into torrents of tears
Burning in brimful eyes of
Lovers banished from their
Beloved's Garden of
Oneness
......... Hu! .......

You are All-Love O Beloved! And Love's all we have!

Thanks Divinity
The Almighty One
The Beloved
For guiding us thus far
He will not leave us on our own
I'm dead sure He won't
He is closer to us
Than our own
inner core of heart
He is in us
He is with us
He is Me
He is You
He is We in One
He is Soul of the souls
............................................and
What comes to heart, may come true!...

May the Wine of Your Remembrance never be Spared from the Hearts!

The Loving Grace of the Beloved, the One and only Truth, is descending from the Unseen,

Now drizzling, now downpouring; But surely selective to the wide open hearts.

O Beloved Lord! Help us keep our hearts ever wide open to host the rays of Your shining Grace that is reverberating in every particle of Your Creation, and from all the loving hearts of the blessed who are cherishing You in each and every iota of their soul and body. O Lord! We are desperate drops drifting in small brooks straying and drowning onto the desert of dunya, and dews drying out under the scorching sun of wanton desires. Have mercy O Beloved! Lead us by Your most bounteous Grace toward torrential rivers of Your true lovers that are wave after wave joining the Ganges of Oneness that is flowing toward Your Cosmic Ocean of Endless Love and Bliss!

شراب یاد توهرگز ز دل دریغ مباد

Dance in the wind, sing into the breeze, True Sama may follow!

Hu The Beloved

Dance, as though walking through the wind
Sing, as though whispering to the breeze
Love, as though caressing the Beloved
In an unending whirling elation
To the highest heaven & Beyond
Then, once There
May you find that
In such pure Love
The Master is You
The Beloved is You
The Seeker and the Sought and Seeking is You
You alone in a mirror of a thousand folds
With a myriad of radiant colors
Merging into a pure
Praying colorless

Soul in Sama
With

The Beloved Hu.

Ever Thirsty Heart

I have a heart
That even the strongest wine
Would not console
Except the wine
Of recalling now and ever
The joy of joining back with

The Beloved...
...
What rare Wine!
What soothing Console!
What long-looking
Yet so short
A Road!

You

Your Remembrance apart

all leaves of memory

are blowing in

the cold

wind

in the

dead of night

and the clamors of day

Your beautiful names overresonate!

How can I ever even begin to be grateful of You, my Dear Beloved Lord, ...

...for all the raptures and ravishing moments You keep gracing me with;

...for all the blessed roads and relations You open up to me;

...for all the radiant light you keep showering on my soul, far beyond my merit!?

Then, O Dear Beloved Lord!

I, as a mere no one-son-of no one, beseech You imploringly

to melt away the last remaining iotas of my wandering bewildered being

into your Infinite Ocean of Mercy and loving grace,

leaving not a single trace of me, not even a shadow or a shade...

For, You are All and Everythingl:

the flight of butterfly,

fragrance of the budding rose,

the blues in the lonely hearts of lovers,

the light of the light of the whole Cosmos and far far beyond...

and my detached part from You, the wandering drop in exile from the Ocean,

desperately longing for falling back where it belongs.