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     Words Of Harfouchism.

For the Moon

..and the night sky was bright without a sharp glare...
The 5 pointed stars were uncountable-
Glowing, beaming,
The Moon's radiance touched your heart-
Effulgent, calming, unspeckled,
Mesmerizing like none other,
Allowing your soul-
to remember its source.
You could gaze upon the sky and
have all your questions answered,
You become brave,
willing for the next phase-
Knowing that Mā would always be your guiding light.
Her water alone sustains you
And sprouts green tulasi to energize you
She keeps you grounded
Yet lets you soar without any wings
Use your imagination-
For She always believes
in your word Of Pure Intentions and
Lets you exercise control of your own
Wishing that all her offspring awaken
Waiting For them to stop dreaming-
...They had sunken-
Deeper and deeper in the illusion
Enticed by temporary pleasures;
-Of the eye that seeks to admire it all,
Forgetting to watch their step upcoming
-Of the tongue that wishes to taste it all,
Forgetting the one taste above them all
-Of the skin that wishes to feel it all,
Forgetting the hands meant for nurturing
-Of the ear that wishes to hear rhythm , Forgetting to listen
To the sounds of existence
-Of the lips that wish to express emotion
Forgetting to speak
With only tender affection
-Of the nostrils that wish to enjoy fumes
Forgetting the air, like water
must be odorless and tasteless,
without colour.
The offsprings,
Are Buried by the pleasures-
Yet like all our mothers-
Mā patiently awaits
The day we call for her,
Mā? Māma Māā
Her children cry
And Mā comes by our side,
Telling us,
Everything will be alright.
You were just experiencing
Your self-created nightmares,
Now wipe your tears and
Let me show me,
What plane you really exist on.
There, there my child,
ALL will be well-
The Clear Waters are flowing forever,
The Square Blue sky remains permanent,
The Green valleys are stretched endlessly,
Many are still unseen,
Your souls are infinitely bound to me,
Your Mā is Divine , Eternal and Free
You are borne from Her
therefore, so are thee.
Air, Water, Earth- are Infinite.
But Every fire does out,
Every flame burns and destroys-
The Red is fierce and blinding.
The white is calm and Luminating.

I am blind in this world
There’s nothing I can see
But love is a blanket of darkness
And in darkness only the blind can see

I can never respect people who take decisions for others,
Omni present child wearing adolecence .

People must never assume they have all the answers
When you play the role of the actors
Idealising philosophies and mystic factors
You judge, aware of your sorrow bearers
And with each sin, a silent look, and a feather
Torn apart to make it clearer
That he whom survives is repressed
While the new trend is depressed
Yet somehow i still picture you in your white dress,
Realigned.
And the voice i talk to you with
Is mine,
but you are not me
So how can i define
The slips and fissures of your subconcsious mind
And thirst to be free.

To each his field and angles
And if hell is heaven
i am still the devil

Words Of Harfouchism