Part of a series of poems on the three major monotheistic faiths. The other poetic sequences in the series are on Judaism and Christianity. 1 Chickpeas must tolerate Heat for their taste to burst So they please the palette - The cook does as he must. We are like Musa was,...
In the space beneath the moving pen, Before the lettering is revealed, In the moment between two breaths when One’s destiny is yet to be sealed, There‘s a Word that remains unspoken In the darkness before light is seen: That is where I AM, whole, unbroken, Ever witnessing,...
From brokenness comes birth. Dying, we know our worth. Yet we scant our stature, Blind to our true nature. For God in man did build A vessel to be filled — Hollowing out the soul To be His Golden Bowl: In it we see a face — His Image and His Grace....
