To You
O beloved! I look into your eyes, love's Kaaba, and cease to
exist,
As if I have dived into the blackness of those pupils and lost
my self
In the sea of certainty, till I reach the very core where subsist
The irreducible essences of uniqueness within unicity itself.
And emerging from that 'reality within a seeming dream',
I begin to catch the hidden signs and messages of your face,
At times gentle glances belie harsh words - the lips stern
theme;
Or, if by some careless motion on my part, I betray your
grace,
The raised eyebrow or slightest creasing of your perfect
brow,
Augers a return of the dread veil, and an army releases, to
drag me,
Screaming, from your dear presence - confining me to what I
know now,
To be the prison, whose walls it appears others can or will
not see.
Then when it seems there is no choice, except to endure the
unendurable,
By what effortless generosity, beloved, you gently sweep
aside concealment,
and, rightly chastised, draw me in again, to the charms
memorable,
Of your favouring look, perfectly knowing, so guileless and
so innocent.
There is a Place
(On the occasion of the ‘Urs of Khawaja Moinuddin Hasan Chishti
[ra]
June 09)
this is a song intended to be sung with a bouncy tune
suitable for children
There is a place in the country of your heart,
O YES there is, O YES there is.
They say the Sun shines there every day,
O YES it does, O YES it does,
Find that place, it certainly is there,
O YES it is, O YES it is.
And go to live there permanently,
O YES do, O YES do.
The post code is PJLE 01,
O YES 01, O YES 01,
That’s P for purity and J for joy,
O YES it is, O YES it is.
Thats L for love, and E for Ecstasy,
O YES it is, O YES it is.
The Owner is the most generous Friend,
O YES He is. O YES He is.
So please don't wait you can buy it now dirt cheap,
O YES its a snip, O YES its a snip,
And all it will cost you is your life,
O YES it will, O YES it will,
It is in the town of the broken hearted,
O YES it is, O YES it is.
Just beyond Bewilderment Avenue,
O YES it is, O YES it is.
If you can't find the way what will you do,
O what to do, O what to do.
Find a local man to guide you through,
O yes do, O yes do,
Or you can ask the local policeman, if he is not drunk,
I bet he is, I bet he is,
Or ask the postman, it is certainly in his book,
O Yes it is, O YES it is.
The agents have the key waiting for you
O yes they do, O yes they do.
Patience and Company is their name,
O YES it is, O YES it is.
Once you have settled-in send out invites
O YES do, its expected of you.
And here’s some wine for the journey,
O here it is, O here it is,
And here's a bone for the doggy too,
O YES its here, O YES its here.
And here's a bone for the doggy too,
O YES its here, O YES its here.
(On the occasion of the ‘Urs of Khawaja Moinuddin Hasan Chishti
[ra]
June 09)
this is a song intended to be sung with a bouncy tune
suitable for children
There is a place in the country of your heart,
O YES there is, O YES there is.
They say the Sun shines there every day,
O YES it does, O YES it does,
Find that place, it certainly is there,
O YES it is, O YES it is.
And go to live there permanently,
O YES do, O YES do.
The post code is PJLE 01,
O YES 01, O YES 01,
That’s P for purity and J for joy,
O YES it is, O YES it is.
Thats L for love, and E for Ecstasy,
O YES it is, O YES it is.
The Owner is the most generous Friend,
O YES He is. O YES He is.
So please don't wait you can buy it now dirt cheap,
O YES its a snip, O YES its a snip,
And all it will cost you is your life,
O YES it will, O YES it will,
It is in the town of the broken hearted,
O YES it is, O YES it is.
Just beyond Bewilderment Avenue,
O YES it is, O YES it is.
If you can't find the way what will you do,
O what to do, O what to do.
Find a local man to guide you through,
O yes do, O yes do,
Or you can ask the local policeman, if he is not drunk,
I bet he is, I bet he is,
Or ask the postman, it is certainly in his book,
O Yes it is, O YES it is.
The agents have the key waiting for you
O yes they do, O yes they do.
Patience and Company is their name,
O YES it is, O YES it is.
Once you have settled-in send out invites
O YES do, its expected of you.
And here’s some wine for the journey,
O here it is, O here it is,
And here's a bone for the doggy too,
O YES its here, O YES its here.
And here's a bone for the doggy too,
O YES its here, O YES its here.
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Time to Time
Time came round to my house today,
He said ‘Hi, sorry I really can’t stay’.
I know him well of course, it his way
To drop in unannounced, never to stay.
‘Hi, it’s high time you came round’
I joked. He sort of half frowned,
Then he got the point and smiled a bit.
‘Tea, a bun? Well at least have a sit.’
‘You know I actually never stop,’ replied he,
‘Though slower or faster I appear to be,
Really I just keep sort of moving along.’
I knew he wouldn’t be here very long,
So I asked him outright, what he was doing
That kept him always coming and going.
‘It’s like this you see, I am really trying
To catch up with myself’, he said to me.
I was puzzled, but he always was a mystery.
‘When I last saw you, you left by the back way’:
‘Yes that will be me’ he said, and off he went to try
To catch up with himself. I gave up wondering why.
As soon as he left there was a ring at the door,
Yes it was Time. One day I swear that poor
Guy will meet himself either going out or
On the way in, or coming through the door.
But as I understand it the natural laws say
If he didn’t leave he couldn’t come in, anyway.
Time came round to my house today,
He said ‘Hi, sorry I really can’t stay’.
I know him well of course, it his way
To drop in unannounced, never to stay.
‘Hi, it’s high time you came round’
I joked. He sort of half frowned,
Then he got the point and smiled a bit.
‘Tea, a bun? Well at least have a sit.’
‘You know I actually never stop,’ replied he,
‘Though slower or faster I appear to be,
Really I just keep sort of moving along.’
I knew he wouldn’t be here very long,
So I asked him outright, what he was doing
That kept him always coming and going.
‘It’s like this you see, I am really trying
To catch up with myself’, he said to me.
I was puzzled, but he always was a mystery.
‘When I last saw you, you left by the back way’:
‘Yes that will be me’ he said, and off he went to try
To catch up with himself. I gave up wondering why.
As soon as he left there was a ring at the door,
Yes it was Time. One day I swear that poor
Guy will meet himself either going out or
On the way in, or coming through the door.
But as I understand it the natural laws say
If he didn’t leave he couldn’t come in, anyway.
Thank You for Poetry!
The gift of rhyme,
Came just in time,
The art of scanning
Takes more planning,
But the important part
Is from the heart.
They say it’s about finding a voice,
But when it is Yours, there is no choice,
Except to be silent, inside, and hear,
Your musical cadences ringing clear.
You are the Poet, I am the pen,
You know what to write and when.
There is One
There is one, whom I do miss;
The same one who misses me;
Together, once again, hands we’ll kiss,
Three hugs once more there could be;
For us, one more moment of bliss.
A Thought on Retirement
All that work turned out to be
A preparation for this work, I see
That was the Wudhu*
This is the prayer, true.
*Wudhu is the ritual ablution before ritual prayers in Islam
The gift of rhyme,
Came just in time,
The art of scanning
Takes more planning,
But the important part
Is from the heart.
They say it’s about finding a voice,
But when it is Yours, there is no choice,
Except to be silent, inside, and hear,
Your musical cadences ringing clear.
You are the Poet, I am the pen,
You know what to write and when.
There is One
There is one, whom I do miss;
The same one who misses me;
Together, once again, hands we’ll kiss,
Three hugs once more there could be;
For us, one more moment of bliss.
A Thought on Retirement
All that work turned out to be
A preparation for this work, I see
That was the Wudhu*
This is the prayer, true.
*Wudhu is the ritual ablution before ritual prayers in Islam