Sometimes we simply want something undeniably true; something unique to identify with; something that resonates as irrefutably connecting us to love. Searching and yearning
is part of being a work in progress as a human being. This desire is what can motivate us to seek and inquire; to move forward. We may even get a glimpse of that personal essence in some way in ourselves or in another and with recognizing that value, then follows the hunger for more. Each step and each experience brings us closer to expanding into our Divine essence. Each step is unavoidable and enriching and leads to understanding the illusion of life and finding that nothing is as true as we expected; nothing is unique; and nothing tangible is, nor ever was, undeniably ours. There is frustration in realizing that there is only this great gift of life that springs from within moment by moment. If we are true to this within ourselves, we can be open to have love in our lives. We can understand, value and appreciate how we are guests here and this is how a life in love is lived.
"...so now your eyes
Are weaving a great net of tenderness
That will one day
Capture
God."
Thank you for listening.
music: https://pixabay.com/music/world-arabic-sadness-13404/
Music: When I reflected, I recalled something deeply familiar that I heard in this song. In listening again, I remembered what a part of me that my mind denied for years knew all along. Emerson, Lake and Palmer, From The Beginning.
… There might have been things I missed But don't be unkind It don't mean I'm blind Perhaps there's a thing or two I think of lying in bed I shouldn't have said But there it is … You see it's all clear You were meant to be here From the beginning … Maybe I might have changed And not been so cruel Not been such a fool Whatever was done is done I just can't recall It doesn't matter at all … You see it's all clear You were meant to be here From the beginning
The original post in this series of poems by Hafiz (including an addendum regarding the authenticity of these poems) can be found here.
The Gift: Poems by Hafiz and translated by Daniel Ladinsky can be purchased here.
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