Category Archives: english language ghazals

From dawn to dusk the earth is weeping tears of ice For the denial of the Prophet’s suffering for all of us. From dawn to dusk  the earth is burning in shame That the now-Christ remains unknown- without name. Now … Continue reading →

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Ten thousand Chernobyls rise to bless us For the Kali Yuga machine age of Progress. Energy is dirty when it promotes desire, When it starts smoking after smoking fire. The car has carried us to the precipice of disaster With … Continue reading →

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https://vimeo.com/341145828 I long to visit the cool arctic before it melts Away in a heat wave that inspires fascist dolts. The end of the world is coming faster than you think In a flood of stupidity that will drown the … Continue reading →

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The Master has said most of the world will perish; Don’t let this bamboozle you, but his name cherish. Earth, millions and millions of times passes away Into nothing; But the mind survives gross decay. And takes birth again and … Continue reading →

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The fall from grace that is a shooting star recalls the highest heaven from afar; O the Lord and Master has taken birth to bless man and creature and holy Earth! Print Friendly

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How the world cries for pie-in-the-sky and stellar bliss, but no heaven or starship can match the friend’s kiss. God high in the empyrean is the distant father- deaf and dumb until embraced as our very brother. We have forgotten … Continue reading →

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We walk and walk with the friend by our sideand the pain of our love and longing hide. We have no voice to be joyful aboutbut your silence to nourish as our lot. The flame of love lit a fire … Continue reading →

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The path to the beloved Master in love street ends with song rising in praise of his lotus feet. We know we have arrived when the tune of our song resounds in our hearts like a divine palace gong. It … Continue reading →

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No one knows the way of Mary, matchless lover; With each breath, she anoints her beloved savior. No one knows the way of Hallaj, Master of Truth; His rolling head is forever full of joy and mirth. No one knows … Continue reading →

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