Please forgive if I seem presumptuous, but as eloquent as his words were, I can't help but ask, where is Christ in his message?

ART GURL you are so cooooooooooool.

The ghost of that which is naught
is lingering about in the shadows of nothing
slithering through the cracks in the abyss of emptiness

But mine eyes have seen reflections of her being
slowly seeping through the fabric of life's ethereal essence

Her invisible nakedness barely perceptible
sliping silently though the melodic harmonies of nature
to embrace the core of that which I am

Oh what a wondrous feeling!
Like precious droplets of water splashing on my parched tongue
as I journey through the arid desert of uncertainty

Only time will tell of that which is timeless
and only space will pervade the nothingness
that lurks beneath the overture of life's pulsating quintessence

Oh my little Dream Time elf
You're like a fairy lost in the eternal timelessness of now
if only I had met you after there had been a before
we could have roamed in the outback of the primordial future

But alas the winds howl
and call me to my rightful place among the stars
to bask in the scintillations of my own creativity
A creativity that I call my own even though I merely transform
the eternal spirit of that which is you
into the essence of that which you perceive

It is the least I can do with such a precious gift
that you have bestowed upon me
asking nothing in return
nothing in return

Nothing but the endless cycle of love
that flows so effortless from the lips of those who kiss the wind

Abra (5/28/08)

Another Very Beautiful Poem

Someone Should Start Laughing


I have a thousand brilliant lies
For the question:
How are you?

I have a thousand brilliant lies
For the question:
What is God?

If you think that the Sun and the Ocean

Can pass through that tiny opening
Called the mouth,

O someone should start laughing!
Someone should start wildly Laughing-
Now!


Hafiz- from 'I heard God Laughing' - translated by Daniel Ladinsky

Thank you. That was entirely inspired by Jess Lee. And was actually even about her in a deeply spiritual kind of way. Since she knows that she is everyone and no one.

When the inspiration strikes I just let it flow. In fact, that's kind of what the poem is about.

It has a pantheistic flavor to it. Jess and I and the wind are one. And of course *I* can be anyone, and everyone. I just happened to be the I who wrote this poem.

But that was today. Who knows what tomorrow shall bring?

Thank you everyone for this this, it is so great to see that some people do look to the deeper parts of religion and philosophy with a open heart and mind. There are to many people that just drift through life and don't care about anything but themselves, and you all have once again shone me that there are people that look deeper, so once again, Thank You! and thank you for letting me see some of Hafiz's work again he is my favorite poet.