Thursday, March 21, 2013

The Servant


Amidst the crowd gathered
I was the first to take the bowl of poison offered
and drink,
Afterwards you gave me golden serpent arm bands,
I knew they marked your slaves and took them gladly,
For thus was I able to see and cast out the demons
hidden among the people.

Then I saw myself hung on the cross,
it seemed like years,
 In tears I was taken down, each nail I felt withdrawn.
 
Laying helpless in your arms
I die that I may live
Only for you.

 
 

Zikar is never finished

  Zikr is NOT finished, once we remember For once we remember, Zikr becomes living presence. How can we tire of drinking love...