We Are One

drawing Allah in and out
of my heart merely
opens the door to the universe.
i am nothing less than i am
and nothing more...

you and i, Beloved,
we are each other.
this breathing is
the constant sharing
of Allah's breath...

this is where we lose life
and this is where we lose death,
swimming into the eternity,
the unending, the boundless,
the Only One that is.

even in the darkest places,
you and i see everything.
we are the eyes
of the One Lover,
bleeding drop by drop
into the One Mother,
touching

atom to atom,
blending and blurring
and becoming One.
in this universe,
we forget we are not separate.
we can only remember when
we whisper into each others hearts
and hear our own.
Ya Allah.
Ya Allah.
Allah
Allah
Allah
Hu.

eyes open

though the vase
is empty
i see the rose
blooming in the backyard.

though the night
is stormy
i have my hope
to show me the stars.

whirling whirling

whirling, whirling
my body wears
down.
bone and skin
inevitably lost
in the metamorphosis.
in the end,
we are only Truth.

i look up,
but i am
only
my breath now,
pure spirit,
one with sky,
delusion comes
only with things
dependent on time.

we are the flames
on our candles
we are the prayers
we pray, not the bodies
we cling to.

until breathing
takes the path
of our souls
will we remember
what we forgot
we already know.

SURRENDERING TO ALLAH

will it be like walking through a door
whether or not the door is there?
will it break my bones
or take away all i know?
will the prophet (peace be upon him)
be there reciting, chanting Your names?
will i die? or will i live?
will i take it as my last breath
when it doesn't matter anymore?
how will i close every earthly door
when my body depends on this world
and i find myself unable to turn
away and run to You, Ya Salaam,
Ya Karim, Ya Wadood, Ya Shifa,
Ya Mustafa, Ya Allah, Allah, Huuuuu.

TRAFFIC

if you are driving in your car,
slow down, turn the engine off.
lock the doors on your way out,
leave the key in the ignition.
you were headed nowhere.
you are lost.

walk until you see a tree,
touch it, listen. go ahead and grieve.
look up at the sky and inhale
and you have your ride to heaven.
lay down; open your eyes.
see the ants? they know the way!

follow them to God.
open your heart
and exit it
and enter the mystery
of the bird above you.
drink from the same puddle
it does. bathe and wish
you were adorned in feathers.

they say winged creatures
touch heaven and we have to wait
until we are dead. why?
the rush of thoughts crowd our minds.
traffic jams are like snapshots
of what we are doing inside our heads.
do you want to sing? then sing!
do you yearn to fly?
then die. then live.

(1st draft needs lots of work)

tanka...

It is a beautiful morning.
The breeze is carrying
the melodies of birds.
And I have spoken my prayer
filling the wind with it.

LOVE CLEARS THE DARKNESS IN MY HEART

once i heal He is
Light loving me.
i am married to His love,
my vows are for Him,
Lover of Love making Love
to us all... my heart waited
for an eternity to be touched
so tenderly, embraced and sheltered.

the world is without me now.
i am in the Light of my heart.
what you see is my body.
what i am is His wife,
married to Love,
a Love child, singing to the stars
because they remind me of Him,
Light in the darkness,
my heart is on fire.
all i know is my desire
is to become one
with You, My Love.