The Hill

Walking up the hill tonight
And you have closed your eyes.
I wish I didn't have to make
All those mistakes and be wise.
Please try to be patient
And know that I'm still learning.
I'm sorry that you have to see
The strength inside me burning.

Where are you my angel now
Don't you see me crying?
And I know that you can't do it all
But you can't say I'm not trying.
I'm on my knees in front of him
But he doesn't seem to see me.
But all his troubles on his mind
He's looking right through me.
And I'm letting myself down
Beside this fire in you.
And I wish that you could see
I have my troubles too.

Looking at you sleeping
I'm with the man I love.
I'm sittin' here weeping
While the hours pass so slow.
And I know that in the morning
I'll have to let you go.
And you'll be just a man
Once I used to know.
And for these past few days
Someone I don't recognise.
This isn't all my fault
When will you realise.

Looking at you leaving,
I'm looking for a sign.

Morning Song

Last night I saw a ghost
He seemed familiar to me
I welcomed him
With open arms
He said my name
And laid me down
Awoke the dreams still sleeping in my bones

You are my precious ghost
I close my eyes to see
I've touched you once again
You spent the night with me

Guilty were our pleasures
Nameless was our crime
Come back my forbidden ghost
One more time

You must leave i understand
So tell your lie to me
How in the morning everything will be alright
Yeah, but to get to the morning first you have to get through the night

The Elusive Moon.. and its accomplices.

We are like kids trying to catch the moon. It looks
big with the naked eyes. So romantic. So real
sometimes! We cant touch it. Its too far. We cant even
catch the air. Its metaphysical in the concept. We get
dust most of the time.

Gurjeff used to say that people shouldnt dream. Dreams
bring stars and stars bring illusions. The old man was
so right decades ago.

Words are sick. They need healing. Rumi say.' Tongue u
have treasure in u or u r full of garbage..."

God bless the people who heal themselves...

Posted by Rafique Sayed
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the moon is elusive.. hence its alluring.
if we capture everything, its going to lose its charm.
let the moon be.. just like we all need to just be.
the romance is there.. kids dont know better (or do they?)
hence they look at it with gaping wonder. the adult 'knows' better.. hence, he has lost the adulation of the moment.

dont rob a person of his/her dreams.. sometimes thats all they have.

the tongue is an artful piece of work ;)
that transcends our thoughts ..sometimes even into action.

healing oneself comes from knowing , awareness and the plain 'want' of doing so.

Posted by Abhigya.
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There's a Moon Inside My Body
The moon shines in my body, but my blind eyes cannot see it:
The moon is within me, and so is the sun.
The unstruck drum of Eternity is sounded within me; but my deaf ears cannot hear it.

So long as man clamours for the I and the Mine, his works are as naught:
When all love of the I and the Mine is dead, then the work of the Lord is done.
For work has no other aim than the getting of knowledge:
When that comes, then work is put away.

The flower blooms for the fruit: when the fruit comes, the flower withers.
The musk is in the deer, but it seeks it not within itself: it wanders in quest of grass.

- Kabir

Posted by Kaizad Cassad
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