Monday, July 30, 2012

Come taste the light

Come taste the light
(lines compos'd while meditating upon a glass of light)

by azly rahman

come all ... have a sip of a glow
from the glass of eternal spring of which life force flow
a traveller's thirst we quench
in the desert heat the soul wrenchth
come taste the glow of paradise
of the one only you and i know from birth till the day of our demise
from whence doth the force of life cometh?
one that dissolved the self in desire in all its warmth
did they not tell you wherein lies the tombs in you?
like a karma each day is a death and life one sees
cometh forth anew?
i am eternal as finite as time unfolds
perish i will and in many forms i will manifest as limitless
as the oneness of my soul
exist i am as the word unspoken
in a multitude of layers of forms and substance i become a creation
the day is dark as a night unfolding
the glow of light in a glassful of souls a-risin'
speak thou with words of silence that roars till the seventh heaven
so that thine my find the beauty of love glorious but unspoken
thou sees with thine eyes of unchallenged purity
the glow of the desert light as it canopies the chosen one
in a land of calamity
O' soul
who sees thou exist?
a paradox thou are
a traveller of samsara
a collapsing world of war and peace

verses flow in rhymes and rant
as if the soul in me a world of trees in unison they chant
in a deep forest of long ago we met
you and i a love whose fate was all sealed and set

beautiful you are a glass of light
in darkness you reign
in all your might
in darkness you reside

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