Eid Mubarak - A Word to the Soul [An Audio Greeting]

And here goes my first audio greeting wishing all Muslims around the world a very blessed Eid-ul-Fitr..Eid Mubarak!

Much love.

Nearing Death

So vast and pure, and so obscure

Are the mazes of the divine

You think you know, and yet you don't

The boundless flow of life and its times

It's all in YOU, your heart and soul

Your mind and your percipience

Even then you stay a perfect stranger

To the reflection that is thine

You love, you live, you hold them dear

You see, you care, you think, you fear

You need them near, but it all disappears

And in the end you are only left with nothing

But an existence unclear

Just Another Page from a Diary

"Just like a sunbeam can't separate itself from the sun, and a wave can't separate itself from the ocean, we can't separate ourselves from one another. We are all part of a vast sea of love, one indivisible divine mind."

___Marianne Williamson

................And this one indivisible divine mind contains a plethora of parables and experiences for the individuals who seek enlightenment. I always used to wonder that I am on a voyage of self-discovery but I never had known that one tends to discover more when s/he starts deciphering the behavior and attitudes of people around him/her. You might be amazed at finding out a number of similarities that you share with the individuals around you. And this lets you realize that you are not the only one fighting in this whole wide world. It’s not only you who owns a firm faith in Nature’s plans. However, you are one of the many creations who has been picked and chosen for the Divine test and who has been blessed with inherent intelligence being destined for unearthing the celestial acquaintance and the ever-lasting relationship with the Immortal.

The Song of Eternity

In the temple of her mind, every thought of him

Is a sacred testament reflecting her Love’s divinity

In the heart of her soul that lies battered and disfigured

Lives a passion longing for Eternity

In the blissful extensions that cover her face

One can see the trails of tears so vividly

The tears that were neither wept nor cried

The tears that were hold in her Love’s sanctity

In the sullen and vexed gaze of her eyes

One can trace the unwritten history

Of the jumbled letters that were never worded or uttered

Of the vague and wispy mystery

In the song of her soul or her life’s choir

One can hear solemn notes of agony

The song that could now only be played by him

The song of Eternity…….

The above posted poem is dedicated to my eternal love, Sarfaraz Ali. Moreover, the music being played in the background is one of Yanni's masterpieces.