I am movement
if none speak of me
it's okay for I am simplicity
I am so much more than one (we)
when you're no longer bound
it's okay for I am growth
I am free in tradition
for (t)his lore is infrangible
it's okay - as I do make sense
I am always in motion
once you do not hear my footstep
it's okay - I am serene
I am quite untamed
how could you not love me
it's okay - I am afire
- at ease -
That is What
I am love
That is Why
I am loyal
That is While
I am truth
© 2014-10-23
I am - call myself - a (re)searcher
so to speak a seeker's what I am
but actually I am saying with this
all is that I want to be found .
© 2014-11-12
Find your way back
it's not in your past
Who is it
it is the way
where is it
it is in many places
endless
so wide
and yet, so narrow
that few
handful
find it or walk it
it is he - he is it
and He is that way
me was given way
Out of your past
divergent in this now
radiant towards a future
© 2014-11-12
As was passed on in the early years
through our elders
he was once present and in our midst
then he distanced
himself to observe, judge and inflict
man's final verdict
Yet for some his self-imposed exile is negligible
He is everywhere of course
in everything
but best you hear his voice
in the desert
where you will find silence
in the waste
of life, away from his world
© 2024-06-01
Note.
Just mixing a bit of Sufism with Taoism and vice versa 😊.
The Mysticism of Mikeah d´Enchvsa: [ A closure of ] (mikeah-d-enchvsa.blogspot.com)
A ring or a gem you cannot take
a home will not acompany you
Knowledge you can bring with you
even though cognition's relative
Love, true love you can take
albeit your heart remains
Will your memory pass the treshhold
or is it too burdensome to let it go
What is a soul, what is spirit, what is life
where or with whom you want to be
Open the arch, see beyond the light
and everything will be, unlike any
© 2014-10-14
*
He walked in front of her
him not noticing
her eyes pierced his back
she hated that
not being seen or noticed
so she lightly
kicked his booted ankle
he stumbled
but did not fall and looked
back angrily
now he noticed her as she
smiled sweetly
telling him she could see
that he wasn't
used to being off balance
he just said no
but his denial was more
of a dismissal
worse than the not noticing
as he turned
his back on her wan smile.
*
He knew he walked
just in front of that curly girl
his shoulders broad
trying to look a little bigger
o would she notice
and then he tripped almost
fell kept on his feet
looking back at her smiling
while he stumbled
he mumbled no so denying
her a victorly over
his too fragile teenage ego
locking others out.
*
© 2024-05-17
As you spoke
-in bile and spite-
I remembered Demise
As you spoke
-in love and wrath-
I remembered Creation
As you spoke
-in grief and sorrow-
I remembered Fraternity
As I cut of this hand
-for fear of doing wrong-
life was no longer a Dread
As you spoke
-in a tacit lament-
I remembered Love
As you spoke
-of conceit in deceit-
I remembered Timidity
As you spoke
-vexed and pitiless-
I remembered Seclusion
As desire numbed
-forgetting to remember-
I uttered a dissenting Voice
As He spoke
-straight to the core-
I remembered my Dawn
As He spoke
-in the depth of self-
I remembered to forget Me
As He spoke
-directly in the heart-
I forgot all all of this Domain
Speechles did I recollect
-no words required, solely wit-
to forget as I remembered His Path
©
Note.
Do words hold knowledge -yes- philosophy doesn't entitle full comprehension.
Who are these seekers in need of certainty, tradition, ritual and yet not find Him.
To any of the poor -hushed, subdued yet risen- this speaks louder than a scream.
© 2022-07-05 / 2024-05-07
Write an ode, an elegy, wail
for these ancient wise
who pointed heaven's path
But to translate is to betray
a great scholar taught
as he versed his thoughts
On the love and the ridicule
of philosophers of old
about society's complacency
But with truths out of a universe
the aged morality preachers
only showed what was - before
And what is and will be and what will not
the description of mankind's path
that will surely end, like the Teacher said
Demystified Zero - Old Long Ear's Sufi Trail
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