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#2867 - Monday, July 9, 2007 - Editor: Gloria Lee Nondual Highlights
The moon is the same old moon The flowers exactly as they were Yet I've become the thingness Of all the things I see!
Bob O'Hearn has graciously put together some selected quotes with his images.
Hafiz, on the death of his wife.
hath been a fairy's dwelling-place;
As the immortals pure, from head to feet
was she who stayed with us a little space,
then as was meet,
on her immortal journey went her ways.
So wise was she yet nothing but a flower;
only a child-yet all the world to me;
against the stars what love has any power!
or was it she
went softly in her own appointed hour?
The moon it was that called her, and she went;
In Shiraz I had lived to live with her,
not knowing she was on an errand bent-
to sojourn for a night, then strike her tent.
How sweet it was on many a summer's day
on the green margin of the stream to lie
with her and the wild rose, and nothing say,
little knew I
that she was running like the stream away.
That was the sweet of life when, pure and wise,
in her dear neighborhood I drew my breath;
that was the truth of life, the rest is lies,
folly and death,
since toward another land she turned her eyes.
Blame her not, my heart, because she left you so;
the heaven of beauty called her to be queen;
back to her hidden people must she go,
behind the screen;
nor when she will return does Hafiz know.
Hafiz, on the death of his little son.
sleeper, the spring is here;
tulip and rose are come again
only you in the earth remains,
Little sleeper, the spring is here;
I, like a cloud of April rain,
am bending over your little grave in vain,
Little flower, the spring is here;
what if my tears were not in vain!
what if they drew you up again
posted by Tom to GardenMystics
Image Montage by Bob O'Hearn
a little poem inspired by one of Bob's pictures
The Kings scepter
Is an inlayed and golden stick,
Is a flower inlayed in Emptiness.
Lays still at his death,
Returns to the Emptiness
That created it,
leaving space to a new one.
Thousands of flowers sing praises
Thousands of flowers
Reveal His Face,
Each one perfect
In its opening song,
Each one perfect
In its closing song.
Om to the flowering of Silence,
Om to the enrapture in Silence,
Om to the Divine entertainment,
Om to the eternal return to Emptiness.
m. posted by Marifa to GardenMystics
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