The eternal beloved lives in our hearts…

The eternal beloved lives in our hearts and minds;
his body lies entombed in his samadhi shrine.

We go there to prostrate before what lies within:
we find his presence when we surrender all sin.

When the beast that snarls within is given a voice,
we have the chance to surrender out of free choice.

God help us to forget everything in his remembrance-
and find the skill to pirouette with a flip in his dance!

We have no luck but in accepting our daily pain;
then we have a chance- barely, of not going insane!

Majnun is my mentor in all things lovely and jinxed;
love must lay its sweet neck before the beloved’s ax!

Darvish took darshan, then started looking for his head,
but he found the Master laughing and laughing instead.




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