Blind me, beautiful sun
Fill my eyes until I may see
nothing but light.
Burn me, beautiful sun
Make my flesh as nothing
bow my head in the dust of myself.
By the great solar winds of your burning
Fling me into the arms of my Beloved.
Entries from October 2007
Be still my hands…
October 29, 2007 · 7 Comments
Categories: American Contemporary Poetry · Nature · Poems · Poetry · Poetry & Verse · Poets · Religion · Sufi · Sufism · Sufism/Sufis · Writing
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Along the Ridge
October 9, 2007 · 6 Comments
Silence like this
fills the ears – it overflows
toward the ridge of the Trapezius
Another hour, and it slips
past Eustachian hollows
pools in a yawning stomach
a cooler drink than water’s slake.
When full enough of silence
buoyed and light
these Achilles look to touch the road
where dust and clay, the crumbled core
are eddied in the empty wake.
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pbsweeney July 2007 Clearwater
Categories: American Contemporary Poetry · Life's Mysteries · Literature/Poetry · Nature · Poems · Poetry · Poetry & Verse · Poets · Writing
