My blogging friend, Blue Eyed Ennis, posted this a few days ago and it totally blew me away. (Please check her out @ http://blueeyedennis-siempre.blogspot.com/) On so many levels this poem/prayer rings true:
It Acts Like Love
It acts like love---music, it reaches toward the face, touches it, and tries to let you know
His promise: that all will be okay.
It acts like love---music, and
tells the feet, "You do not have to be so burdened."
His promise: that all will be okay.
It acts like love---music, and
tells the feet, "You do not have to be so burdened."
My body is covered with wounds
this world made,
this world made,
but I still longed to kiss Him, even when God said,
"Could you also kiss the hand that caused
each scar,
"Could you also kiss the hand that caused
each scar,
for you will not find me until
you do."
you do."
It does that---music---helps us
to forgive.
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to forgive.
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Rabia of Basra (c.717-801),
a female central figure in the Sufi tradition
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