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Islamic poem
I sail to you in the ocean of my dreams
To a far away distant place
Of great beauty and tranquility
Where pain and suffering do not exist,
Where we give praise for our joy and happiness,
Where our love intertwines with a love for all things
O beloved keeper of my heart
The companion of my soul
You have reached out and touched the essence of my being
And shown me the way to a higher plane
Your love has awakened me from my years of slumber
A beckoning call to the spiritual world
Where my body is mist in the mountains
This is where my heart belongs
This is where my soul lives...
To a far away distant place
Of great beauty and tranquility
Where pain and suffering do not exist,
Where we give praise for our joy and happiness,
Where our love intertwines with a love for all things
O beloved keeper of my heart
The companion of my soul
You have reached out and touched the essence of my being
And shown me the way to a higher plane
Your love has awakened me from my years of slumber
A beckoning call to the spiritual world
Where my body is mist in the mountains
This is where my heart belongs
This is where my soul lives...
Comments on this journal
To carve Your Names upon
And if only I had the voice to call with...? ? Masha Allah the intensity is great! Indeed a very good poem. Thanks for sharing!. :)
Sorry Caarabguy, (*I think, I owe an explanation*)??it was UL audit times here in India?& being a SEPG person too,? it was demanding quite time : )
Reg Raksha bandhan: I couldn?t have explained this clear, as wcg did :) Thankyou Wcg : ).
Yep, I have 2 rakhi bros (non-muslims)? they don?t have a sis & I?m? their proud sister!. : )
Caarabguy, it?s basically? I feel,??we usually tend to take relationships for granted, especially family ( parents- I see around me r the most abused 1s & at times the realization is too late?) & this is just a timely re-assurance of bro-sis love in the form of a Hindu ritual.
Wcg I didn't write it it is one of my collections
Sitting alone on a windswept mountain,
The thoughts that come to me are wordless
Filling me with nothing but gladness
For, as long as You remember me,
I am not truly alone.
In my darkest hour,
Tinged with fragile bitterness,
I find You in Your infinite Grace and Mercy -
A part of You in the center of my whirlwind soul
And I find the path again.
This is the way I must go -
The road that is Empty of the extra things that serve
To trample the heart and imprison the mind.
Will I ever truly know that wealth is nothing
And fashion is but fickleness
Of the world below?
Not til now did I discover
That everything is You, the rain and night...
So I keep them close to me
To have a reason, a light.
I want to have the inspiration
In that call to prayer,
A lonely voice calling without
Pretense of airs -
"God is great, God is great..."
If only I had ninety-nine mountains
To carve Your Names upon
And if only I had the voice to call with...
he vows to protect her from all harm(raksha), at all costs.
she ties a special bracelet (rakhi) on her brother's hand as a symbol of her affections and blessings to protect him from the evils of the world.
It's such a beautiful means of expressing one of the most sacred relationships in life
What is raksha bandhan?
Caarabguy, reg title: it had no meaning attached :),?but it was nice to pointout. :P
Thanks for all the inspiring words in ur poems,? simple words, at times does make a lot of diff : )
Reg India:..as usual, ...simple natives yet in modern role,?younger ones loved & elder?s respected, : )? this week started with Independence Day & is ending with Raksha bandhan.
Salutation to the Dawn
Look to this day!
For it is life, the very life of life,
In its brief course
Lie all the verities and realities of your existence:
The bliss of growth
The glory of action
The splendor of beauty,
For yesterday is but a dream
And tomorrow only a vision,
But today well lived makes every yesterday
a dream of happiness
And every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well, therefore, to this day!
Such is the salutation of the dawn.
So how's india these days
MashaAllah the ?poem? posted on Aug 12 is very beautiful. Caarabguy, if I had to wish... at this moment, : ) ....I would wish the same for u buddy! : ), thanks for sharing. Yeah, we all need it? once-in-a-while. :)