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Isaac Aug 2018
Who
Who touches your heart the most
Making you come alive?
Who draws out gold in you
That you on your own can't contrive?
Who raises you to your glory
Surprising even yourself?
Who picks you up and reads you
When most put you on the shelf?
Who transports you to another world
Of magic when they are around?
Who speaks from rich wells deep
That you lean closer to hear the sound?
Who carries an atmosphere of warmth
No matter how cold the weather?
Who connects with you so frightfully well
That you know you were born to be together?
Whoever this gift from heaven is
Pour your whole soul into them.
Whatever on earth the cost is
Give it all up to secure this gem.
Written 16 August 2018
Isaac Aug 2018
more
power
lies
inside
you
than
whatever
you
have
realized
Written 16 August 2018
Isaac Aug 2018
You are universal.
There is an entire mankind
made up of people just like you.
You are not alone.
The truth is,
we are all in the same boat.
Earth and life
are something we all share.
It is comforting to know this.
Written 15 August 2018
  Aug 2018 Isaac
Edmund black
Follow
The
Sounds
Of
Laughter
And
Joy
There
Love
Exist
Laughter is the fireworks of the soul and the sweetest vacation from a crazy world..... Cheers!
  Aug 2018 Isaac
Rumi
Both light and shadow
are the dance of Love.

Love has no cause;
it is the astrolabe of God’s secrets.

Lover and Loving are inseparable
and timeless.



Although I may try to describe Love
when I experience it I am speechless.

Although I may try to write about Love
I am rendered helpless;
my pen breaks and the paper slips away
at the ineffable place
where Lover, Loving and Loved are one.



Every moment is made glorious
by the light of Love.
  Aug 2018 Isaac
Rumi
A lover asked his beloved,
Do you love yourself more
than you love me?



The beloved replied,
I have died to myself
and I live for you.



I’ve disappeared from myself
and my attributes.
I am present only for you.



I have forgotten all my learning,
but from knowing you
I have become a scholar.



I have lost all my strength,
but from your power
I am able.



If I love myself
I love you.
If I love you
I love myself.
  Aug 2018 Isaac
Rumi
The moon has become a dancer
at this festival of love.
This dance of light,

This sacred blessing,
This divine love,
beckons us
to a world beyond
only lovers can see
with their eyes of fiery passion.

They are the chosen ones
who have surrendered.
Once they were particles of light
now they are the radiant sun.

They have left behind
the world of deceitful games.
They are the privileged lovers
who create a new world
with their eyes of fiery passion.
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