We entered the house of realization, we witnessed the body.

The whirling skies, the many-layered earth, the seventy-thousand veils, we found the body.

The night and the day, the planets, the words inscribed on the Holy Tablets, the hill that Moses climbed, the Temple, and Israfil's trumpet, we observerd the body.

Torah, Psalms, Gospel, Qur'an - what these books have to say, we found in the body.

Everybody says these words of truth. Truth is wherever you want it. We found it all within the body.

If I told you about a land of love,
friend, would you follow me and come?
In that land are vineyards
that yield a deadly wine -
no glass can hold it.
Would you swallow it as a remedy?

The people there must suffer.
Would you serve the sweetest drink to others
and take the bitter drink yourself?

There are no moons or suns there.
Nothing waxes or wanes.
Would you surrender your plans
and forget about your seductions?

Here we're made of water, earth, fire, and air.
Tell me, is this what you are made of?

Ask those who know,
what's this soul within the flesh?
Reality's own power.
What blood fills these veins?

Thought is an errand boy,
fear a mine of worries.
These sighs are love's clothing.
Who is the Khan on the throne?

Give thanks for His Unity.
He created when nothing existed.
And since we are actually nothing,
what are our possessions, houses, and shops?

God sent us here
to come and see this world.
This world itself is not everlasting.
What are all of Solomon's riches?

Ask them....what does the world mean to them?
The world won't last.
What are you? What am I?

Whoever is given the dervish path
may his posturing cease and may he shine.

May his breath become musk and amber.
May whole cites and hommelands
gather fruit from his branches.

May his leaves be healing herbs for the sick.
May much good work be done in his shadow.

May his tears become a clear lake.
May reeds sprout between his toes.

And among all the poets and nightengales
in the Friend's garden,
may the children hop like a partridge.

If you have someone you are holding back from their dreams, aspirations and goals by chaining them to your control instead of allowing them to flourish.....you are their murderer.

Qamar'u'layali 9-30-08

Once the waves came and swallowed me whole
then you came and paid the toll
I was freed and taught the gift of love
you even shared with me of God above
I learned life, charity, and laughter
then you went away and for eight years after.....
I shut down inside, rolling in those waves sadder
cold and sweeping out into the abyss
but from the heavens I again felt your gentle kiss
and once again was brought to the to shore
I felt the sand and pebbles, they made me sore
you gave me life, and you taught me well
and now I ride atop the swell.
I love you and miss you Mom!

Qamar'u'layali (9-29-08)......Mom (1935-2000)