I add this section reluctantly. My poetry is a very personal thing...

It is channeled from my true Self. I feel that it means much more to me than it will to others. However, I do want to share as I feel it captures some of the essence of what I want to teach or convey in a unique way. Much of the following material is from my unpublished book, An Oasis of Hope, written when I was a practicing Sufi master teacher. All of my poems can be used to further one’s inner quest. For example, the poem titled Song of the River was channeled while in deep meditation as a result of one of my students difficulties while trying to meditate. Hence, it is a subtle “lesson”.

My Wish

Deep peace I wish for you

Dive into the depths of your soul

There is always more

Keep traveling farther than you think possible

As you open more deeply

the wonders increase in complexity

Yet things are so much simpler

There is clarity

which is not knowable

in any other place

Back Home

Take me back home

Allow me to meld into your Being

Allow my smallness to become absorbed by You

May I walk the path back home

where there are no cares, no worries, only being

Love reigns supreme

There are no needs to be met

for in You is completeness

Chasing the Dawn

Look to the sky to see the Infinite

always changing with every minute

the mysterious colors

give way to subtleties

Catch it quickly before it passes…

For soon you will be among the masses

Isolation

I need the solitude

to be with my thoughts

and to contemplate the stillness

I feel comfort and nurturing when I am alone

However, not really alone… with the Presence

A Presence that only lets itself be known in these still moments;

Filling and reviving me!

All emotions pour in

All questions are answered before they are asked

I wish to convey the knowledge but no one understands

Not Enough Time

People say there isn’t enough time

There is! In this moment

That is all the time you need

It’s all the time there is or ever will be

This moment is eternal

Too brief to change and yet never the same

All there is or ever will be is here in it

No time to worry, hope, or even die

Yet all of Eternity is in it

Lose yourself in its depths

and you won’t be aware

of its brevity

The Gift

I recently received a gift

I know not how it was wrapped

nor who sent it

It does not matter

For this gift contains many wonders:

Great inner beauty;

a beauty that comes from boundless experience

Uncanny wisdom;

a wisdom that comes from knowing Truth

Spectacular luminescence;

that originates from Source

extraordinary compassion

which comes from experiencing true suffering

This gift is like a mirror

for in it I see my own reflection

but not like a mirror like I have ever seen

because it has wondrous depth

a depth in which I can see Eternity

I feel like I have known this gift since ancient times

it has always been with me

sharing my sorrow and pain

and I the same with it

I do not really understand this gift

for in it I feel confusion yet have crystal clarity

a seeming paradox

for which I can offer no explanation

I have given up trying to understand

I just want to express my gratitude

for its existence

Song of the River, Flow of the Mind

The mind is like a river

Its flow is strong

Sit on its bank

and watch it long

Feel the flow

watch it go

*

The river plays an endless tune

Listen to what it has to say

Be aware of this particular day

Look to the moon

The river it does see

This understanding is the key

Be aware

All life is interconnected

*

Scrutinize the debris

Watch it as it travels

Then the thoughts they start to unravel

Being aware of the debris

doesn’t diminish the river

No, in fact it sets you free

*

Free me oh river!

*

To your Essence I pray

*

Free me oh river

on this glorious day

*

Go back to your place

Feel the warmth on your face

The sun it warms the river

This time it is the giver

*

Where are you now?

You are in the feeling realm

You are the captain of your ship

Commanding the helm

*

Now go where you will

You have the power

You might even choose to be the flower

*

Be the sky

For now you can fly

You are the bird

Now you can hear the unspoken word

*

The journey can be long or short

Your mind is no longer a fort

Its walls you have crumbled

This time you have not fumbled

*

Oh river keep singing your songs

They are so sweet

Of you I used to be afraid

Now I bow down to your feet

*

Oh river keep singing your songs

For now I know where I belong