when the sky
acknowledges
your secrets,
the universe
pulls down
the walls,
the barriers
of the tiniest cells
open and what is within them
blossoms,
when we trust
what is most innate,
our actions embrace that.
we put fear down
like a gun
and move ourselves
into a new place,
where we understand
our enemies
and trust them enough
to fill them
like cupped hands
taking water.
love is love
after all.
we don't need walls;
we need to hold peace
like the most fragile
thing that needs to be
born from us.
(last revision: 10/22/07)
1 day ago
2 comments:
Salaams Anne
Ma sha Allah. A beautiful poem, and an interesting blog too.
I'll be stopping by in the future, insha Allah.
Abdur Rahman
A wonderful poem, dear Sister Annie, both beautiful and true :)
Please consider submitting some of your poems to Sufi magazine. Here is a link to the submissions page:
http://www.nimatullahi.org/journal/submissions
Ya Haqq!
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