The Source

Would this world not be a desert to me

it is you that keeps me from thirst

Would I not drown in an ocean of sand

your drops of wisdom quench me 

Would I ever want to live in such world 

where your spirit does not roam

Would I ever have been able to love 

without your universe inside me

Would she have ever fallen in love  

had you not  spoken  through my

unpoetic tongue  and  chapped 

lips a whole day and full night 

in her  heart  and to her soul

Would she have ever prayed - like I do - without your blessing

  It's rhetorical    It's rhetorical    It's rhetorical    It's rhetorical 

When I wake up

        you are there

when I pray

        you answer

when I bow

        you reach out

when I'm weary

        you shield me

when I'm asleep

        you breathe life

    and take the i

        out of me and

    make it part

        of your dream

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An Echo To A Storytelling Philosopher

 

For the love of God 

of life - he writes

For the love of 

ink flowing out his pen

and thoughts from his mind

For the love of 

Ibn Rushd over Ghazali

(yet of Plato's soul over Aristotle's)

For the love of 

reason, logic and science

the inevitability of cause and effect

For the love of

a pen mightier than a sword

imagination, knowledge and creation

For the love of 

the One who sends clouds

filled with rain so men can grow

corn and plants and lustrous gardens*

For the love of 

one who teaches through tales 

as enchanting as Shakespeare's and Chekov's

For the love of 

vital poets and prophets

no longer able to defend themselves

For the love of 

faith yet mocking the clergy

and standing up to the powers that be

For the love of 

verity, love and destiny chosen

and holding on to hope against all odds

For the love of 

liberty, equality and fraternity

moderation, sincerity and magnanimity

For the love of 

every silent sacred prayer

murmured to the One and Eternal

He loves and lives

for the love 

of God

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Note.

Surely, Aristotle, it is the body that belongs to the soul and vice versa 

and yet, Plato's right, my soul will survive and be freed from this cage.

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*  Bible or Quran, you choose....