Heartprints

Whatever our hands
touch -
We leave fingerprints!
On walls, on furniture
On doorknobs, dishes,
books.
There's no escape.
As we touch we leave
our identity.
Wherever I go today
Help me leave
heartprints!
Heartprints of
compassion
Of understanding and
love.
Heartprints of kindness
And genuine concern.
May my heart touch a
lonely neighbor
Or a runaway daughter
Or an anxious mother
Or perhaps an aged
grandfather.
Send me out today
To leave heartprints.
And if someone should
say,
"I felt your touch,"
May they also sense
the love
that is deep within my
heart.
- adopted

I am only the house of your beloved

I am only the house of your beloved,
not the beloved herself:
true love is for the treasure,
not for the coffer that contains it."
The real beloved is that one who is unique,
who is your beginning and your end.
When you find that one,
you'll no longer expect anything else:
that is both the manifest and the mystery.
That one is the lord of states of feeling,
dependent on none;
month and year are slaves to that moon.
When he bids the "state,"
it does His bidding;
when that one wills, bodies become spirit.


*Rumi

The Women On My Journey

To the women on my
journey
Who showed me the
ways to go and ways
not to go,
Whose strength and
compassion held up a
torch of light
and beckoned me to
follow,
Whose weakness and
ignorance darkened the
path and encouraged
me
to turn another way.
To the women on my
journey
Who showed me how
to love and how not to
live,
Whose grace, success
and gratitude lifted me
into the fullness
of surrender to God,
Whose bitterness,
envy and wasted gifts
warned me away
from the emptiness of
self-will
To the women on my
journey
Who showed me what
I am and what I am
not,
Whose love,
encouragement and
confidence held me
tenderly
and nudged me gently,
Whose judgement,
disappointment and
lack of faith called me
to deeper levels of
commitment and
resolve.
To the women on my
journey who taught me
love
by means of both
darkness and light.
To these women I say
bless you and thank
you from the
depths of my heart,
for I have been healed
and set free
through your joy and
through your sacrifice.

- adopted

LOVE

Because of you, in
gardens of blossoming
flowers
I ache from the
perfumes of spring.
I have forgotten your
face,
I no longer remember
your hands;
how did your lips feel on
mine?
Because of you, I love
the white statues
drowsing in the parks
the white statues that
have neither voice nor
sight.
I have forgotten your
voice, your happy voice;
I have forgotten your
eyes.
Like a flower to its
perfume,
I am bound to my
vague memory of you.
I live with pain that is
like a wound;
if you touch me, you will
do me irreparable harm.
Your caresses enfold
me,
like climbing vines on
melancholy walls.
I have forgotten your
love,
yet I seem to glimpse
you in every window.
Because of you, the
heady perfumes of
summer pain me;
because of you, I again
seek out the signs that
precipitates desires:
shooting stars and
falling objects.

There is nothing but you

I'm puzzled; lost.. I see
nothing but you.
My world is silent. I hear
nothing but you.
You're in my words.
you're in my song.
In my short path , even
in the long.

You're in my real and in
my dream.
In my thoughts, you
flow like a stream.
you live in me. and
you're everywhere.
I flee, far from you,
but you're here and there.‎

- Abdelhak Bassou

The Song of Despair

The memory of you
emerges from the
night around me.
The river mingles its
stubborn lament with
the sea.
Deserted like the
wharves at dawn.
It is the hour of
departure, oh deserted
one!
Cold flower heads are
raining over my heart.
Oh pit of debris, fierce
cave of the
shipwrecked.
In you the wars and
the flights
accumulated.
From you the wings of
the song birds rose.
You swallowed
everything, like
distance.
Like the sea, like time.
In you everything sank!
It was the happy hour
of assault and the kiss.
The hour of the spell
that blazed like a
lighthouse.
Pilot’s dread, fury of a
blind diver,
turbulent drunkenness
of love, in you
everything sank!
In the childhood of mist
my soul, winged and
wounded.
Lost discoverer, in you
everything sank!
You girdled sorrow, you
clung to desire,
sadness stunned you,
in you everything sank!
I made the wall of
shadow draw back,
beyond desire and act,
I walked on.
Oh flesh, my own
flesh, woman whom I
loved and lost,
I summon you in the
moist hour, I raise my
song to you.
Like a jar you housed
the infinite tenderness,
and the infinite oblivion
shattered you like a jar.
There was the black
solitude of the islands,
and there, woman of
love, your arms took
me in. ...

Soulful twist exotic bliss

♥
Soulful twist exotic bliss
Heaven knows the answer,
Shared emotions taken in
We`ve felt them before,
Its ok to share them
Here and there,
Smiles appear
Fun begins
Laughter fills the air,
Passioned meaning
Delightful dreaming
Expressions coexists,
Lets us know
Where and when
Its time,.

~Dan~
5/18/13
♥~*~♥
♥

the heart and soul
you posses sound amazing,
I wish you all the best
in finding your happiness,
please never give up on your search
for as long as you feel this way
about love and sharing that love
with your hearts desire
then it can and will happen,
love is one of the most emotional journeys
your going to adventure in,
and when your on that path
and you connect
it will be the most
rewarding feeling in the world,
sharing a smile and a wish
with you that all your dreams come true,
again simply had a compelling feeling
to share this thought with you ,

Admire From Afar

A soft place to fall