posted December 31, 2007 07:37 PM
salam brother,As always, I wish you well in your journey. Friends of the Heart are always Friends, although they may seem apart or separated by time and/or distance.
As you well know, things do not change because we want them to, they change because we change. As you also know, you have tremendous gifts, but you cannot fully experience them until you sort out preliminary issues.
If I might suggest? Talk to your old Friends and let them talk to you. It will be fun to enjoy familiar company, and really, they don't bite and neither do I...it only feels that way sometimes
And now, a poem I composed for the Pir...offered to you for inspiration since I know how you enjoy poetry.
Love
Meili
You will remember
From days of yore
One lonely voice
Was heard to soar
Soar
Far above the heavens
To the feet of the King
Feathers of white
Forever fleeing
Fleeing
The nafs of men
Their swords of iced lead
Their hearts of stone
Their earthy bed
II
But along the way
There in mid flight
He saw a gray pigeon
Besieged with blight
The call of the Beloved
Shook his Heaven and Hell
But his pity was greater
And so he fell
Fell
Back down to Earth
Soiled his Wings of white
To laugh with the bird
And cure its blight
III
The pigeon had never seen
Such Glory as this
And clung to the Dove
In ecstasy and bliss
"Don't leave dear Dove
You remind me of Him
When I am with you
I am free of all Sin"
With the sound of the Call
Still filling his Heart
The Dove, with compassion
Delayed to depart
IV
"Dearest Pigeon
Do not despair
Just Remember
And I am there
Friends of the Heart
Are forever One
Joined in the Beloved
Burned in the Sun
So dear Pigeon
Grow your own wings and fly
And I promise I shall meet you
In the seventh Sky"
V
With a whisper he was gone
Gone forever from sight
But he is waiting for Pigeon
In the Sun at Midnight