Heart Melt

Try feeling i nside that place Between Where one breath touches another. Where time loses is its influence, and Space loses it boundaries. What then becomes of the dance Of cause and Effect, Attraction and Repulsion, Birth and death, I and Thou? Oh Baz , oh Wayfarer, Know this And Soar beyond  the Heavens.

There is wisdom in insecurity, Protection in fear, Knowledge in regret, Awakening in suffering. If you are being shattered, is there really any way to stop it? Yet there is always a way of return. It resides in a knowing deep at the root of our being. If you have not been shattered, you cannot find this 'way' to awakening, to be reborn from the chains of limitation and conditioning. In shattering The breath stops, The heart cracks open, Through the openings a breeze arises as the breath of Allah. Now is the time to let go! It is the way t o give a broken heart the promise of healing by this blessed Breath. Let yourself be empty now and simply present to this new life a s it heals and enfolds you in nearness, where one step spans a thousand years in the way. Oh lover, Kn ow that when your heart is shattered it brings intimacy, a nd then, though you may not see the face of the Beloved, you certainly feel Her longing embrace...

This frustration – Seeking, seeking, seeking And not one curl of my beloved do I see. Hiding behind your veil, I know you are fanning my desire beloved My deep longing burns, Ignited by separation and love. Longing, burning, melting, Pain of separation, limitation, blindness – I surrender Beloved, I give up! S o tired, no longer can I continue such endless seeking; Heart B ereft, lost, a failure to your love - I lay down myself - darkness comes. Gently, a kiss upon the lips of my heart, A rose scented breeze caressing my face. What, what is this a wakening? No, not for I, I am gone, but yet do I live? Rising, d usting off ashes from my heart, So softly I call: Is it you Beloved ? and find the answer in my tears.

This barren longing, This lack of capacity to feel Thy embrace Beloved, Is breaking my heart. My longing for thy kiss, is a desert longing for rain, it makes the cracks in my soul deeper and in the cracks some flame is kindled on the bone dry tinder of myself. I wail, I know it is wailing because I’ve heard it before, In the Friends who’ve mingled love with separation; Like those friends, I find myself beginning to turn - It is the only thing that seems to ease the pain, Like melting in some all-pervading ocean. As my heart turns – it calls out this song: Longing the fuel, Love the flame, I will burn `til morning when nothing remains but YOU.