09 Mar 2010, Posted by Pratik T Dabhi in Poems, Wisdom, 0 Comments
To meditate does not mean to fight with a problem.
To meditate means to observe.
Your smile proves it.
It proves that you are being gentle with yourself,
that the sun of awareness is shining in you,
that you have control of your situation.
You are yourself,
and you have acquired some peace.
THICH NHAT HAHN
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06 Mar 2010, Posted by Pratik T Dabhi in Poems, 0 Comments
If you put on shoes that are too tight and walk out
across an empty plain, you will not feel the freedom
of the place unless you take off your shoes.
Your shoe-constriction has you confined.
At night before sleeping you take off the tight shoes,
and your soul releases into a place it knows.
Dreams glide deeper.
Physical existence is so cramped.We grow old and bent over
like embryos.Nine months passes;it is time to be born.
The lamb wants to graze green daylight.
There are ways of being born twice,of coming
to where you fly,not individually like birds,
but as the sun moves with his bride,sincerity.
Loaves of bread remind us of sunlight,
but when we are inside that orb,we lose interest
in building ovens,in millwork and the preparation
of fields before the planting.
Fish love the ocean. Snakes move like earth-fish
inside a mountain,well away from seawater.
Certain sunfish,though,turn snakes into ocean lovers.
RUMI
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01 Mar 2010, Posted by Pratik T Dabhi in Poems, 0 Comments
In the orchard and rose garden
I long to see your face.
In the taste of Sweetness
I long to kiss your lips.
In the shadows of passion
I long for your love.
Oh! Supreme Lover!
Let me leave aside my worries.
The flowers are blooming
with the exultation of your Spirit.
By Allah!
I long to escape the prison of my ego
and lose myself
in the mountains and the desert.
These sad and lonely people tire me.
I long to revel in the drunken frenzy of your love
and feel the strength of Rustam in my hands.
I’m sick of mortal kings.
I long to see your light.
With lamps in hand
the sheiks and mullahs roam
the dark alleys of these towns
not finding what they seek.
You are the Essence of the Essence,
The intoxication of Love.
I long to sing your praises
but stand mute
with the agony of wishing in my heart.
RUMI
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01 Mar 2010, Posted by Pratik T Dabhi in Poems, 0 Comments
We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of the dream. Wandering by lone sea breakers, and sitting by desolate streams. World losers and world forsakers, for whom the pale moon gleams. Yet we are movers and the shakers of the world forever it seems.”
ARTHUR WILLIAM EDGAR O’SHAUGHNESSY
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01 Mar 2010, Posted by Pratik T Dabhi in Poems, 0 Comments
May you have warm words on a cold evening, a full moon on a dark night and a smooth road all the way to your door.
AN IRISH BLESSING
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01 Mar 2010, Posted by Pratik T Dabhi in Wisdom, 0 Comments
Beauty is a form of genius – is higher, indeed, than genius, as it needs no explanation. It is of the great facts in the world like sunlight, or springtime, or the reflection in dark water of that silver shell we call the moon.
OSCAR WILDE
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01 Mar 2010, Posted by Pratik T Dabhi in Wisdom, 0 Comments
See how nature – trees, flowers, grass – grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence…we need silence to be able to touch souls.
MOTHER TERESA
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27 Feb 2010, Posted by Pratik T Dabhi in Wisdom, 0 Comments
The sun, with all those planets revolving around it and dependent on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes as if it had nothing else in the universe to do.
GALILEO GALILEI
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25 Feb 2010, Posted by Pratik T Dabhi in Wisdom, 0 Comments
Suffering the consequences of unconsciousness is the fire that ultimately burns up the false ego, but that’s the long, slow, painful way. The short cut is any spiritual teaching that cuts through the long way, the painful way of waking up.
ECKHART TOLLE
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