Bloom

My heart is so small it's almost invisible. How can You place  such big sorrows in it? "Look," He answered, "your eyes are even smaller, yet they behold the world. ~ Rumi

My heart is so small
it’s almost invisible.
How can You place
such big sorrows in it?
“Look,” He answered,
“your eyes are even smaller,
yet they behold the world.
~ Rumi

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Second Goodbye

I let you go today

To find myself tomorrow

Allow you space and time

To find yourself as well

I let you go to know

I only had you borrowed

And won’t intend to keep you

Outside your lonely shell

In mystical realm

We are One soul or Twin Flames

Which means whatever far

We’ll never be apart

On current human plane

We are two sets of issues

That have to be worked out

Before we can unite

I let you run today

Because you make me weaker

And safety of your arms

Is calling me to dwell

You’d love to have me stay

But you are here to teach me

I must rely on no one

And only on myself

I let you go today

Because your heart is fastened

And sharing how you feel

Stirs up your ancient pains

It hurts to let you go

But I am here to teach you

That it’s okay to feel

And open up and care

We’ll blink around in space

Like mutual Ignis Fatuus

Alluring as they call

But have to be escaped

We let each other go

To ride our lonely whirlwinds

That when the time is right

We will meet again
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Think Of Me

Morning Blessings on this beautiful day! I’m listening to one of my favorites songs from “The Phantom of the Opera”. 

Think of me, think of me fondly
When we’ve said goodbye
Remember me once in a while
Please promise me, you’ll try

When you’ll find that once again you long
To take your heart back and be free
If you’ll ever find a moment
Spare a thought for me

We never said our love was evergreen
Or as unchanging as the sea
But if you can still remember
Stop and think of me

Think of all the things
We’ve shared and seen
Don’t think about the way
Things might have been

Think of me, think of me waking
Silent and resigned
Imagine me trying too hard
To put you from my mind

Recall those days, look back on all those times
Think of those things we’ll never do
There will never be a day
When I won’t think of you

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My Beloved

My Beloved

Goodnight Blessings,
Sharing a poem from Rumi tonight. I’m missing someone so much tonight.
Hope to reunite with them in my dreams. 🙂

Never lose hope
when the Beloved
sends you away.
If you’re abandoned
if you’re left hopeless
tomorrow for sure
you’ll be called again.
If the door is shut
right in your face
keep waiting with patience
don’t leave right away.
Seeing your patience
your love will soon
summon you with grace
raise you like a champion.

Rainbow

Beautiful message from Oprah on Maya’s passing. I was just thinking why I love poetry so much. The beautiful thing about poetry is that it lives on forever. Poets live in our hearts forever. They touch your soul in a way through their words that you always remember how you were feeling when you first read that poem.

” I’ve been blessed to have Maya Angelou as my mentor, mother/sister, and friend since my 20’s. She was there for me always, guiding me through some of the most important years of my life. The world knows her as a poet but at the heart of her, she was a teacher. ‘When you learn, teach. When you get, give’ is one of my best lessons from her. She won three Grammys, spoke six languages and was the second poet in history to recite a poem at a presidential inauguration. But what stands out to me most about Maya Angelou is not what she has done or written or spoken, it’s how she lived her life. She moved through the world with unshakeable calm, confidence and a fierce grace. I loved her and I know she loved me. I will profoundly miss her. She will always be the rainbow in my clouds.” Oprah

Lonely Heart

Lonely Heart

Whenever the clouds of pain and sadness loomed,
Whenever tears came till the eyelashes,
Whenever this lonely heart got scared,
I told my heart, Oh Heart, why do you cry?
This is what happens in this world…

This deep silence…the world has distributed it to everyone,
Some sadness is a part of everyone’s life,
Some sunshine is a part of everyone’s life,
Your eyes are wet without any reason,
Every second is a new season,
Why do you let go of such priceless moments?
Oh Heart, why do you cry?
Javed Akhtar

The Guest House

The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

–Rumi