Sufi Poetry Carnival

Speaking of Sufi poetry, I recently read an exciting and inspirational novel that read like an extended work of poetry: Master of the Jinn, by Irving Karchmar. I intend to post a review of the book here soon. In the meantime, I encourage you to visit the author’s blog, Darvish, where you can order the novel or download it as an e-book.
Here are my contributions to the Sufi Poetry Carnival, both written by me a while back – but hopefully they haven’t reached their expiration date yet . . .
~ Hamza
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WWRD? (What Would Rumi Do?)
Find the silent stillpoint
and using this center as pivot,
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Welcome
Welcome to the ranks of those who feel
deeply. This is not an easy path.
You will be subject to both anxiety attacks
and random attacks of grace.
You will have days when everything is crystal clear
and days when everything is murky grey.
You will have days when you will feel such joy
you'll think you might explode.
And you will have days when you will feel despair
so deeply you'll long to be shallow again
and wonder if you can ever return to normal.
The answer is no.
Your capacity for love – the depths of your compassion –
your ability to experience the emotions that make life worth living –
these are directly proportionate to your ability to feel pain.
This is your blessing and this is your curse.
Welcome.

7 Comments:
Salaam and Greetings of Peace, dear Brother Hamza:
Such lovely Sufi poetry :) And thank you for mentioning Master of the Jinn. I am glad you enjoyed the book :)
Ya Haqq!
"Welcome" is beautiful! Thank you for sharing it.
Dear Brother Hamza,
so beautiful!
in the poem title welcome, you spoke something which is so true for anybody who is on the path. and thanks for welcoming, and thanks for participating. it will be a great honor to have you on the caravan.
I am big like Bear, and I love to 'twirl' physically in my times of public as well as private worship. I have found a few places of worship where this is allowed or welcomed, but more where--well, "That's just not done here!"
I am not claiming to have come to the Place where Desire and Detachment meet (sounds like quite a trip!), but I often 'twirl' psychically as well, gliding across the room in ecstasy, enjoying the attention of the Beloved, fascinated by the unchained power of Love...
If we could love Brother Falwell and our Sufi brothers all equally, well, that might be evidence that we have truly found that Place...
Peter
Peter, I have fallen to the ground while whirling at the Dances of Universal Peace, but I've been told I fall very gracefully. :o)
Check out this website and see if there are any Dances of Universal Peace where you are ~
http://www.dancesofuniversalpeace.org
Sounds like fun!
I have found a measure of 'twirling' liberty in more outwardly conventional places, such as this morning at Shiloh Baptist Church. This evening I greatly enjoyed Evensong at St Christopher's episcopal church, where my 17 yr old daughter and my favorite prayer partner/Lutheran pastor are in the choir.
Bear, maybe you will be able to find yourself filling in the gap of the original calling of our fallen brother, whose name said something about "Fall-well"??
Pardon the pun....
Peace,
Peter
These are absolutely beautiful poems... the second one is so relevant to me, and I can't wait to share it with a friend, who I'm sure will also enjoy it. Beautiful...
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