In the second part of my thoughts about Purity,  would like to observe the different stages and levels of Purity. I accept the statement, that here "in this world" we can't be "perfectly pure", but also we should clarify what to understand under term "pure". We can't aim something impossible to achieve, but we can observe simple rules and make definition of "pure". Of course anyone can be "pure" person, if he want that, and it's not hard to be achieved.  Purity does not mean to be "perfect". The fact that we are all in our human body and "here" means automatically that we are not perfect. It doesn't mean we can't be pure. Now I'll determine what i mean with that. First of all, all people are born "pure" or as some kind of "tabula raza" (clear table) and the different circumstances, the different social level and the different connection with God/ or with self-consciousness make them go to a different path. We know very well that children are "innocent" and pure, they are not guilty as far as they are not able to show and express their real "self". they are in stage of innocence, but not of wisdom - which is the choice of will. (Swedenborg *). They are example of purity of heart - they talk and act from inside without any hidden intentions, or if they seem to have any, it's just by "outside" character. They have strong intuition an ability to feel the others heart. That all qualities of children we try to achieve again in our parts of life. What we have to learn and achieve is "how" to be pure. Even it's easy, it requires qualities and patience, and on the first place "will".

I. - Purity of heart :
How to achieve purity of heart? There are several rules you should observe, if you want to have pure heart. First of all the heart is center of the body, it's connected with our emotions, feelings and provides blood to all body. The heart represents actually:
1. truth (to be connected to the truth. Try to always speak out your real mind, show your real self)
2. love (have pure love to others - as first christian principle!) love others and love God
3. believe (when you believe without to want proof, that is the true faith) Believe in yourself and others.
4. God (connection with God, represented by prayer)
5. forgiveness (learn how to forgive and do not seek for revenge! that makes your heart pure of evil feelings) We can conclude the 5 principles inside the understanding of "purity of heart". They are well known and widely spread in all religious principles of Christianity, Islam, Buddhism. First of all, never conceal the truth, which you know, means do not tell lies, no matter if that will harm others or not. Truth is the first step to purity. If you feel very hard to say the truth, as you feel you are harming another, you should first heal your heart, and see that truth never can harm. You should say the truth about others too, if anyone has their "own truth", be aware that the truth of God is one, and he can see any moment your spiritual body. If you know something, which is harmful for anyone, so you don't want to say it, that will cause problems later in your life, for your health -your heart or your throat will suffer, or to the same person you wanted to "protect". In all religions the truth is one of the basis for good life. Do not hide your real face, as that is also equal to lie.
2. Love to others means - do not harm others, do not ****, do not make suicide, do not harm anyone's body or soul -by words or physically. Any human has right and it's here because of God's willing! If you take life for anyone on the planet -no matter the reasons, you play like "God", and that will send you to the bad end and out of spirit. It will remove from you all power. That is one of the biggest sin. You can not play to be God, and all his power will return to you, as there is justice but in "Spiritual" world. Don't seek complete justice on earth. There is not how it works - as all we are in the test, while we live. Can the teacher give all answers for the students, while they are in exam? of course no, but teacher can help for some willing students with clues. So the second principle for pure heart is "love the other - your fellow as yourself. - (as Jesus said) It's really hard to achieve, but if you do, you will be rewarded , because that is the real love. and not egoistic love. When you love your fellow, you allow all negative feelings to "him" and connected to world to flow away from your heart, do not allow anger to possess you, or any negative feeling, as they make your heart "unclean" for a long time. Also it's not good to hide your bad feelings inside, as they will harm you again and again. Release them forever.
3. Believe in God, trust others, and don't be very doubtful, because that will also harm your heart only. The one who really believe- as the most simple and ignorant people - so he is really pure in heart. So try to not be suspicious too much, and doubt in case that is the normal reaction. Of course it doesnt mean to believe in "any craziness' or fantasy, it means simply to choose to "believe" if you have this choice! for example there are many stories of jealousy, burning the heart of someone, when he reach to this point to **** or harm his beloved, and after that the truth reveal he didn't have reason to doubt. But so he lost all!
4. God = faith in God. that is a basis in any religion, and that is how people, who believe get strength from the source. Prayer is the most beneficial and fast way to God, and the only practice to purify your heart. If you do not believe in any God, that doesnt mean you can't pray inside yourself, or to find way to heal your heart. Anyone can find the way for himself. The prayer is the most intimate relation of human with God. - and also with the higher-self and with his pure heart. that how the prayer makes you pure. (if you want to achieve results pray at least 3 times a day, it maybe short prayers inside you, but from heart.)
5. Forgiveness - it includes all above elements of the "pure heart" - truth, love, believe, faith, but also allow your heart to pour out the bad feeling of "revenge", anger, sorrow, impatience, egoism. We should avoid all this feelings and claim them as source of bad energy. If you are "in fire" or in argument with someone, if you have different views, opinions and directions in life, dont allow anger to possess you, as then you are the one who fall in trap. If you are sad from anything, dont allow your heart to be fully in sorrow ,as that is harming you. If you need something fast and your desire is good, dont allow yourself to be impatient, as that will harm your heart. All these feelings are mentioned because of forgiveness. No matter what, you have to forgive others, if they ask for that! if they dont ask, so forgive them inside yourself, because that how your heart will be clean from the evil. If they don't want to forgive you, then their heart will suffer, and it's unfortunate.

observe all this principles, and you'll have the first basic step for "pure heart". Speak always the truth, that will make you happy and confident, don't hide your real face, will release you from the fear, Love your fellow, will make you more open-minded, believe and have faith in God, the prayer will strengthen your heart connection and make you free of bad feelings, be forgiving, don't keep the bad emotions inside you, pour out of your heart anything not necessary for it. In this way you will be very near to be pure!

-nour-
July-013

Copyright © Nina Nour

Some movies will let you feel
They will give you the power to cry
They will show you simplicity
****** and eternal desires
They'll remind you of what you're missing
They'll reflect your life

my brother Ami,
from the land of
Pineapples and lemons
wanted to write to you
in late hours,
to wish you good
travel tomorrow
to the desert land with camels,

Please, be safe on the road,
may Allah protect you
in the weather hot!
in endless sand dunes
the time is so slow,
even letters from your
lovely sister are
out of the law.

Take care with the guns
and weapons
and how you wash
your blue jeans...
I pray Allah to help you
in that distant place
i'll miss you as always
drawing your portrait
with black ink.
i'll think of you and write,
and dream to be by your side.

My brother
mon frère,
mio fratello,
saudaraku,
kardesim,
akhi, bhai,
you know
I love you,
waiting you
back
after may!


....nour....
    may-013

All I want to determine, to think out, is your perception about Purity and cleanness.
You could find so little written about them, even they should be most important part in someones life. Purity has many levels of existence :

- Purity of heart
- Purity of mind
- Purity of body
- purity of spirit
- Pure aura/ energy

As we can see they are all connected. Nowadays everyone want to be "pure" in one of these levels, but rarely someone think about all of them, as constant essence. You can't have so high level of purity of mind, heart and spirit, if you allow yourself to have any kind of "uncleanness" of body. That doesn't mean to not "take shower", even that is something too simple, missing from some part of humans...But it means - realize what harms your body and avoid it! For example smoking and alcohol and drugs, they all harm your entire body energy, that why if you want to be pure from outside, be pure also from inside! The sinful thoughts are also included, they can be avoid by participating in right and good activities, which decline your mind of them...For example, we cant expect from one smoker, or alcohol addicted person, to have full image of "good and bad" means "right and wrong" actions. What we see many times, is not what is the essence. We can see a beautiful woman, but she is nothing, if she is not pure inside. The energy of harm affect all parts, and one day she will wake up as a little monster...If she allows the evil to grow inside her. It's about all kind of restrictions - from harmful action.

- nour-
June-013

He was so still, as frozen
tough he was alive,
his rough skin had color
of mud and rain with dust,
his eyes looking
helplessly obsessed
by the taste of fresh blood,
mirrors of the prey -
like ancient God of Evil,
master of the Nile,
he swam calmly hidden
in the mud and sand...

His open mouth -ready
to **** had sharpness of knife,

A little girl in pink came
in front of his sight,
looking with curiosity
his deep empty eyes,
"Can i take him at home, papa"
she almost cried...
'he isn't alive now, sweetie,
he is just -- paralyzed"

-nour-
June-013

When I'm in my house
near to the lake,
I love to watch
the blue rain drops
swirling in quiet circles
on the lake surface,

As if your fingers
touching my skin,
provoking feelings
and colorful spin
in my stomach...

When I'm in my house
near to the lake,
I watch the little stones
in my zen garden
imagining the silence
of the high Planets
listening the cooper bells
gentle voice singing,
somewhere a sudden
noise of bird moving
the green leaves with her wings

As if with you on the grass
relaxing, with closed eyes,
your silence is melody which
melts my heart inside...

-nour-
June-013

Rose petals mixed with
   cherry
   blossoms
   scent
radiates my hair
Leaves of apple tree
covers my deep eyes,
   Wild
   strawberry
   juice
is squeezed on my lips
even slight strips on
my cheeks,
   Jasmine
   flower
charming perfume
covers my shoulders
and neck,
my ******* are made
of tasty
    purple
    grapes,
Down my stomach
swirling sweetness
of peach
and orange-
forgetfulness for
absent-minded head,

I'm a composition of
many tastes and fruits.

You shouldn't eat but
only look,
you can satisfy your
hungry eyes and senses,
but not your empty hands,
the love-fruits is for you
f o r bi d d e n.

....nour....
     april-013

You are there in the centuries,
standing on the hottest sands

face of illusion, higher civilizations
everyone tried to understand,

For you they wrote so many poems,
books and pages, history archives

the unbearable block stone can't hide
what you have inside your cold womb.

Pharaohs, kings and dynasties are
there to come and go as shadows,

Embraced by you their faces remain
deep in underground finding the truth,

but you still live proudly with the time,
until existence of the earth and sun
return you to the ashes of greatest love song.


-nour-
June-013

When I look into the mirror,
I see myself in million parts
Of me " as some are unknown,
From my far away past,
Some are shining and sweet
As memories of childhood,
  Some are covered with dark "
(but when I see them turn my
head aside) " and some have
my face with your eyes,
some have short hair as a boy,
some have long silky hair of a doll,
some have wildness and insanity,
some have romantic lonely dress...

How can I simply look, observe them all?
Forgetfulness is growing in my soul,
But your image and your piece of puzzle
Here missing, I want to find it in the night
With your red kisses,
I want to hold you in my heart,
To feel the timeless breath of love,
Of my need, of silence and eternity
And look again deep into your mirror core.

- nour -
  June-013

Introspection of time,

      Floating gracefully

      Until the dawn

      Until the moon rise,

      Until the star fall

      Until my dream light

      Appear in the orange

      Bright passion glow

      Of your eyes "

      Eternity is there,

      In your warming arms.


      - nour -
        June-013

we were built so fragile
just about to fall
but look at how we fight
look how we stand tall

human bodies
weren't made to sustain
but we conquered it, we broke it
we bared the pain

from typhoid to bad falls
a deep cough, mental stress
after all we are susceptible to
you'd think there'd be nothing left

but we have survived plagues
we have fought through the wars
airplanes were built to sore the skies
submarines to explore the waters

heart break can **** you
(trust me, i'd know)
but 7 billion broken hearts
and we still don't let the hurt show

we walk into work
we raise our children
we do what needs to be done
even when we're broken within

we help one another
empathize with anothers pain
put aside our worries for theirs
even when there's nothing to gain

kindness, solidarity
contribution, charity

we are the children
of a nation that survived

when the volcanoes erupted
when the ground shook
when our homes were consumed by fire
and all we could do was look

when the floods took our babies
and the tornadoes took our homes
we rebuilt from ground up
and prayed for our children's souls

prayer and endurance
might and fight
we have pushed through the darkness
without the promise of light

ask me and i'll tell you
how my dad was so sick he was left for dead
ask me and i'll tell you
how my mom sat every moment by his bed

ask me and i'll tell you
how many nights i slept well
ask me and i'll tell you
how my mom never let us find out he was ill

ask me and i'll tell you
the tears she wept when he was well
ask me and i'll tell you
the tears she wept when got up and left

ask me and i'll tell you
i've seen hurt, i've seen pain
ask me and i'll tell you
i've seen guilt and i've seen shame

ask me and i'll tell you
the stories of my grandparents during the war
ask me and i'll tell you
that they still smile, even though they remember the horror

ask me and i'll tell you
how my aunt held her 12 day old daughter
(her name was nour)
ask me and i'll tell you
how she kissed her forehead before laying her in her grave

ask me and i'll tell you
how easy it is for humans to break
ask me and i'll tell you
how easy it is for their worlds to shake

but ask me and i'll tell you
how much strength we have shown
even in the depths of darkness
we still have hope.

we are the children
of a nation that survived.

Memories are melting in me
In my mind as an old book pages,
With smell of timeless dreams,
Of ink, fingers, love and breath
New generations are going and
Coming again on the scene,
Just you and me remain the same,
As pair of green parrots in our cage.

- nour -
  June-013

L’épicerie «Mozabite» d’Akbou

S’il y a un lieu dont je me souviens,
C’est de l’épicerie d’Akbou,
située dans la rue centrale.
J’y accompagnais mes parents,
et pénétrais dans cette échoppe
avec tous mes sens en éveil,
surtout pour humer les senteurs mêlées
des jarres d’olive et de piments rouges.
L’épicier était Mozabite,
avec des pantalons bouffants.
Le roi des commerçants du lieu,
car dans l’espace resserré
jamais rien ne vous y manquait
dans cet incroyable fatras
où le «Mozabite» faisait ses choix.
vous tirant toujours d’embarras.
Il y avait des tonneaux d’olives
vertes ou noires dans leur saumure
avec ce goût qu’elles ont : «là-bas.»
et puis ces senteurs mélangées
de menthe, paprika, cumin
des parfums de fleur d’oranger.
et à la belle saison des dattes
pendaient les «reines» : «Deglet Nour»
Parmi toutes ces friandises
Il en est deux qui pincent mon coeur
Cette galette ronde et si tendre
la «Kesra» plus tendre que le pain.
et les sacs remplis de semoules
qui sont la base du «Couscous» Kabyle
Alors que l’agneau est son prince
Merci à l’épicier d’Akbou
qui sut si bien aiguiser nos sens.

Paul d’Aubin (Paul Arrighi)
Toulouse - février 2014.

Time is restless train,

the more you travel,
the more it irritates
your senses, you see
the changing views of
nature, trees, fields
with wheat and corn,
sunflowers and memories,

Time is restless train,

until you go to the end
you forget what was your aim,
you forget what rest from you,
in which fast wagon you are
how long time did you travel?
who you are and where do you go?

Finally is all the same,
the train is heading to the
last station of endless lake.

- nour -
  June-013

Introspection of time,

      Floating gracefully

      Until the dawn

      Until the moon rise,

      Until the star fall

      Until my dream light

      Appear in the orange

      Bright passion glow

      Of your eyes "

      Eternity is there,

      In your warming arms.


      - nour -
        June-013

I lost my memory,
All around returned to shadows,
Ashes, little sparkles flying on my
Mind, just I remember a view:
Sitting on a balcony with you,
Cup of coffee, sadness in my soul,
Melancholic air hardly we could breath "
It was something as pressure in us,
But holding our porcelain cups with
Fresh made coffee and milk,
We managed to realize through the
Train of time, this moment will be frozen
There in our minds. Forever.


- nour -
  June-013

I received your letter, my heart,
It was late when it arrived "in the night,
And all the time I touched the paper,
So strange smell it radiated, touched
The ink letters with your handwriting
Written so fast, with careful hand,
Kissed it, as I would kiss your gentle fingers.
But it was late,
My blood couldn't stop now flowing,
I'm not afraid to die,  just now as if in
Your hands, holding your letter I was
Dying.

- nour -
  June-013

I would like to discuss ...
- space - breath -
with myself
- space - smile -
what is poetry
for me and what
for you it could be?
This is not poem,
but a column, just
with you and me -

for me - poetry is
not a competition,
smiles or pictures
or reviews, or
sweet compliments
for your pen skills...
Poetry as i see and feel-
is a pure pleasure to write
and to live in this verses,
poetry is essence and sense
of life, it is philosophy and
deep understanding of
eternity of soul, and
could be more -most of all
poetry is Love for world,
for God and human beings,
it's sensual, or calm, streaming
in the high or law spaces,
but always in the turn of time,
poetry is Eternity of your eyes
and sound, melody of the past,
present and future, mixed
with you own heart.

-nour-
June-013

I would sleep,
just to wake up in your arms
and my eyes to look at you
as for the first time,
I would seep
in Full moon nights,
even with Venus and Saturn
in the skies,
just to see your honey smile
in my dreams,
I would sleep on the grass,
on the cold ground,
if you'll be around,
I would sleep and
even not wake up again,
if you could come with me
in my deep dream-land,
if we could stay there
forever in love,
I wouldn't wake up anymore.


-nour-
June-013

My brother Ali,
I'm writing you
in the silence of
the star night,
when the air around
is so clear and bright -
while you're in your
remote student house,
I'm safe in our home,
locked behind many
doors,

Dressed in transparent
white night gown,
with light blue bundle
around my *******,
around my silky hair
tied,
I want to dream about you
this night -
Remembering your sweet
forbidden kiss,
when you came
so close to me once
when we were in fight,
You couldn't stand your
anger pain and need,
then lost control, you took
me in your arms so tight,

I can't lie -never wanted
to escape from you,
just pretend, now the
image in on my memory
like stamp,
how you kissed all my
face, my cheeks and my neck
.......
All your body hugged me all,
as if in dance,
my senses sank in fog
and dizzy I almost faint.

In this late time, I miss
you, think about you,
love you -
stamp my blood-red lips
on the envelope for you
to kiss, wishing you
to study there well,
good night and sweet dreams!


.....nour.....
     may-013

There were three brothers,
once upon a time,
in a far away land
living with all memories
behind -
They had just one treasure
in the world -
little cute sister
as miracle of all girls,
She had long golden plait,
she was delightful and fine
in snow white dress,
they called her Lina,

One day with cold rain
and darkness from skies,
the evil witch spelled on
her magical cast,
transforming her body
and soul in the single
apple tree, she hoped
the magic forever to last...

The tree bears golden
apples with scent of love,
The witch didn't want to
take her cast away,
she looked her in the
crystal ball,

Her three brothers were
sick from deep sadness,
with her the sunlight was gone,
and their mind sank in madness.

The witch felt pity on them
and turned them into three
mysterious dragons, who flew
and fought in the night -
They were red, yellow and green,
They slept under the tree,
where her sister's soul was in,
started to cry with dragon tears
for her loss, even to die they
didn't fear, just to have her
again in their arms.

But most of all the Red dragon
missed her, from his warm
painful teardrops, a golden apple
turned into young beautiful girl,

There she was again!
with her golden long plait,
made of love and jasmine scent.
She appears and covered the sunlight
with her magical smile...
The witch was so old and helpless
in this time,
So it was the moment for the
Dragon fairy to come -
she sprinkled her dust
on Red Dragon, until
of charming brother prince
he had his form...

And then on Yellow and Green,
Never such fairy wonder was seen!

since all the time we knew
from the tells of fairies,
We could easily guess
in the end, they both
were happily .......
married.


.......nour......
       may-013

I remember when I was a little girl,
Every time I was crying, they couldn't
Relief my fear, even they showed to me
a mirror " my face all in tears,
I couldn't recognize myself " but
They were telling me “see yourself
Now, do you see how you are
Ugly when you cry? You never should!”
And I started loudly…

now I never cry, hardly look myself
into a mirror, but with smile,
I couldn't cry, as your hearts do now.
I couldn't laugh as your hearts now.
But my tears flow every time, when
I see his face in front of me. I just cry
and smile in the same time.

-nour-
June-013

I always saw her smiling
at me and at the people
in pure way of a child,
as if she just woke up
to go to school,

She was so optimistic
with shining face of sun,
whatever I was feeling,
her voice makes all my
darkness, fears gone,

She was so wise as fairy,
and all I could say is
thank you, my sweet
granny, for all you been to all!

I always will remember
and keep you in my soul,
You were the silver fairy,
with little silver hairs
and pure heart of gold.

-nour-
June-013

How many corridor views
I could imagine and see
How many ways and stations,
And turns in shadows
In a distant highways,
I walked on a dusty roads,
Where many steps in black
And white I could follow,
But I choose myself, flying
In my tiny ballerina shows "
Just dancing in the air of hope,
Without to find the real you…

How many roads with flat and
Shining pavement of stones
I walked " to see unique crowds
Dressed in elegant fashion coats,
In grey, red and beige "
But I just turned away to the bridge
Just to follow myself, in my so
Old fashioned childish tutu dress.
without to find the real me...

How many forest paths, covered
With mud and thorns and rose hips
I had to view, to search,
But roaming in myself,
In my only body, my own legs,
My own arms, my own *******,
My own face, my own eyes
I finally found you "
Your unique self "
Waving to me from
The other shore…

- nour -
   June-013

When something is growing,
It's suddenly silent as a flower,
Stayed too long under the soil
In silence, alone, preparing to
See the light of the sun,
Then it comes to the world,
But until it …turns into
Colorful blossom, there is time
To come and go, then again we
Wait until one magical day we
See the blossom of the flower-heart,
It stays just some days and some
Lonely nights, so gorgeous and
Proud of its beauty. The time is
Cruel, with the autumn leaves,
His soul is taken away from us.
The flower of our loves and hopes.

- nour -
  June-013