Caged Bird

I understand why the caged bird sings
Her song gives her spirit wings
She can accomplish wonders
She can soar through dreams
This caged bird is singing
Different tones for differing themes!

We have responsibilities, we have fears,
We have loved ones, we have arrears,
We have friends, we have foes,
We have joys, we have woes.

We are human, we are whole,
We are mind, body, and soul
We are divine, we are blessed
We are clothed and some are well dressed

We pray, we dream
We listen, we scream
We fight, we pass by
We smile, and sometimes we cry

We live, we learn
We give, we earn
We want, we deserve
We discard, we preserve

For the
Nightingales without songs
Doves that have committed wrongs
Larks with injured wings
This caged bird loudly sings

Deepening

I had an amazing deepening with a close friend of mine tonight! Although we deepened on many topics, the most impactful for me was our discussion and study of the writings regarding Self and the lower and higher nature of self... Spirit vs. Ego.

I must go to sleep now -- as it's 2am -- but will surely return to my blog and reflect on our deepening in the next few days.

I AM TRULY BLESSED TO HAVE THE WRITINGS OF THE FAITH -- YA BAHA'U'L-ABHA!

Why Fear?

I seem to be in constant battle with my deepest fears... however as I ran through my fears, I began to realize that with deeper faith I wouldn't have the fears... so i suppose my deepEST fear is that i may not have enough faith to triumph the fears!

"Scary! Mama! Scary!"
Jamilah squealed as I started to let go of her in the pool
I realized that I could relate...

Whenever I lose the slightest amount of faith
And the grasp of God's hands on my life loosens
"Scary!" I scream.

Or when the path ahead starts to thin
Or the footsteps to follow are not as clear
"Scary!" I scream.

When the thought of hatred or war passes by
And the thought of love and friendliness doesn't immediately conquer
"Scary!" I scream.

Or a realization of the injustices and the feeling of helplessness
Or a false sense of security in the culmination material assets
"Scary!" I scream.

Whenever the time flies by
And I forgot to stop and appreciate
"Scary!" I scream.

Or when I'm headed down the wrong path
Or the right path is in the wrong direction
"Scary!" I scream.

Whenever my life flashes by me
And I realize my role and responsibility
"Scary!" I scream.

This thought process must STOP
There's no reason to fear in this life
The purpose has been made clear
"I Bear Witness O My God, That Thou Hast Created Me To Know Thee and To Worship Thee...:
and in worshipping thee
thou hast granted thy heavenly bestowals
thou hast sent down divine confirmations
and provide me with inifinite faith

So I must have no fear
The road is clear
The path does veer
And the end is not near

This journey I must travel alone
Holding God's hand instead of a cell phone
Supported by prayers instead of credit or loan
A pure heart and a virtuous soul I must hone!

It May Be

It may not be practical
It may not make sense
It may be so simple
It may be quite intense

It is what it is
It cannot be denied
It must be given a chance
It may often be tried

It may last a moment
It may last forever
It may be foolish
It may be quite clever

It is real at present
It cannot be suppressed
It must be recognized
It may be manifest

Whatever it may
Whatever it might
I am certain that currently
It is truly ever so right!

The Camel in my Life!

(a take on the saying -- there's an elephant in the room)

I opened my ears and heard
I listened to every single word
I left it in God’s hands
I prepared to voyage o’er lands
I tied up my camel but stayed closely by its side
I ran around a bush in an attempt to hide
I looked on as the camel patiently waited
I watched as my attachment slowly faded
I began to walk away from the situation
I sought for confirmation and prayed without hesitation
I closed my eyes and the camel was still there
I sighed with relief, and huffed with despair
I knew that that camel was as real as can be
I knew that that camel would not ever leave me!

Prayerful Morn

Oh how I dream
Oh how I pray
Oh how I sing
All my fears away!

In this day,
At this time,
My heart is ablaze
And my soul does chime

Oh how I wonder
Oh how I care
Oh how I know
God is always there

(Reflections from a prayerful morn)

Coupled Solidarity

(this poem was written for me recently from a close friend. I was graciously given permission to post it here as it fits and belongs on this blog -- i hope you enjoy reading it as much as i enjoy sharing it!)

Coupled Solidarity

the question lingered....

her cheeks grew bright red, and
she lowered her head to cover a
smile from him.

he wondered if it would happen....
but wait, he was a gentleman. he thought,
‘i am a gentleman.’ She lifted her head and
found his eyes. he knew the same thought
ran through her mind. her and him doing....
her eyes unfurled. but wait, she was a lady.
she thought, ‘i am a lady.’

the questioned lingered....

how long of a wait before he tells her,
or she tells him...two weeks, one month,
three months, six.... soon a year would
pass.

two daydreamers. too much distance, too
little time, and only one life. God teases this
abstract with emotion. too difficult to
prove perfect, even when the mind meets
the heart in the same commune.
love surges, but time does not agree.

the question lingered....

pupils expand and contract to let the light
penetrate and allow the enlightened pupils
to envelop in change, adapt to coincidence,
engage in growth, and challenge falsity.

the question lingered...the question persists.
truly enlightened they do not force hand,
but leave it in God's hands.

Blogger's Block....

Period.

but then... I begin to sign out and then...

the words seem to come to me... they hit the screen magnificently... perhaps not making sense... and not in perfect tense... but none the less they come, on a run are my fingers and thumb.

11pm -- bout time i rest my head -- about 30 minutes before I climb into bed. Tonight's thoughts are a rambling disaster, typing swiftly whilst my mind is running faster.

Used my better judgement and thought it best not to divulge this eve,
But promise in the near future... my thoughts u will receive.