BC: I Love You Forever and Always Debra
FC: My Soul Sang A Dream Into Being
1: The Grace of Uncertainty There are no shortcuts No turning back. There is only forward, Into the Grace of uncertainty. Hold yourself steady. Be stalwart and strong, You have entered a space With no right or no wrong. There is only the Dream Shaped by your Soul Born into being What a joy to behold. Watermusic
2: Some days I am the censer cooled Ash without fragrance Waiting for a new burning A bismillah yearning to dance the slithering dance of smoke rising. Michael Hughes
3: Being Human I am flesh. I am spirit. I am nothing. I am all things. Threads joined together Form a tapestry. I am broken. I am whole. I am a woman. I am a soul. As empty as a beggar's bowl. Watermusic
4: I asked God for a sign And I leaned back and waited With my eyes to the heavens And I waited and waited. Michael Hughes
5: We are Holy lovers, Created by the Divine Living Her story through space and time. Tell me your story. And I'll tell you mine. We'll listen like lovers with nothing but time. You'll tell me who you are And I'll learn who I'm not. We'll listen like lovers and say that we're not. Let's sit together, just us two And share our hearts It's what lovers do. Watermusic
6: The girl brewing chai, The cook carefully steeping the khouresh gheymeh, Waiting languidly for the ritual to play. Knowing how it ends Makes for exquisite Waiting Michael Hughes | I'm more of an impatient foot tapper myself. I can't help who I am. I'm that woman, the one with the devil may care grin And reckless what the hell laugh who throws herself at life. Watermusic
7: The Gift Wrapped inside a gift, A diaphanous scarf That reigns in weightless Chaos Michael Hughes | What mystery has been unwrapped? What passion let loose? Angels have wept for less. Watermusic
8: "Surrender," He whispered.... "Let loose your hold on your saffron robes Sink into the Holy Desire that stirs your soul." Watermusic
9: Intoxicated with Desire I'm not sure is my own. "Jump!" He says They push instead And I fly...... Into the arms of madness. A willing supplicant. Watermusic | When the butterfly emerges From the cocoon, She does not interrogate herself With caterpillar words Michael Hughes.
10: "It seems that love hath murdered sleep." Michael Hughes | Blame it on Rumi Another sleepless night Intoxicated with desire Lost in longing for The one my soul calls to. Watermusic
11: Oh, sleep thou art a fickle friend. I sincerely hope I see you again. Else all be lost in the realm. There's not enough caffeine in cup or pot To help me endure what lost sleep has wrought. Watermusic | Sleep my Precious, Tonight the lion does not hunt Nor does the hart run. When you awake, All will have made it through the night, And a new day will have begun Michael Hughes
12: She woke from her slumber To surrender to Love's embrace Borne away on waves of ecstasy. Helpless, but consenting. Watermusic
14: I am living in that moment When the mouth has opened But the scream has not yet taken sound. When the glass has slipped from my hand But not yet shattered on the floor. I am suspended, chest pounding, head rushing, Frozen and fully aware This Moment Before I sit up on my gurney And scream "I am ALIVE!" Michael Hughes
15: Cardamom scented wine in a crystal glass Slips from His hand To land with a crash Slivers of light on a tile floor Wakes the Lovers to slumber no more. Watermusic
16: What is this In My beggar's bowl? Who put it there? I shut my eyes in brief meditation And opened them to this Gift A bell, burnished and beautiful Whose song shames the nightingale The sound of a sleepless night's Longing. Michael Hughes.
19: A torrid show down Between two cosmic forces God calls his own Light the universe A new age has come. All hail Lovers who are one Michael Hughes
20: An Angel and a Cowboy An angel and a cowboy rode into town For a cosmic battle, a torrid showdown. A fish on a camel, two men with boats Stood on the side and dared to hope. The angelic being let loose her wings. Brilliant, radiant, powerful things. A feather floated through the still air The fish said softly, "She ain't fighin' fair." The cowboy tried to get loose his gun. The angel merely smiled, "This will be fun." She spread her legs in a taunting way. The fish laughed when the cowboy swayed.
21: She opened the folds of her saffron robe wide. Showed the world her passion with nothing to hide. The cowboy trembled and looked wide eyed While the men with the boats calmly ate pie. The cowboy flinched, he would do his part. He sang the song that was in the world's heart. A song about love that time had erased. A single tear rolled down the angel's face. The fish saw that the end was near When the sails billowed from the storm that was near. He shook his head sadly at the men with the boats. Here he was on a camel, while they lived with hope. Watermusic
22: I asked Shamsi "Where in the Unity Do sexy shoes fit in?" This made my teacher laugh, "Oh, Nasrudin, If God can be found in the Ocean Or in a cup of tea, Surely She is at ease In orange stiletto heels. Michael Hughes
24: Thank you for our love story. 7,000 years in the making, it was worth waiting for.