"Do you hear what I am saying? It is raining- Richard Jackson, from “Benediction,” Heartwall (University of Massachusetts Press, 2000)
inside my dream of you. The only true saints won’t let the heart
raffle off their desires. Once we could trust the simple spinning
of the planet to bring us back. But to where?"
Occupy yourself with dhikr, remembrance, until the Remembered manifests Himself to you and calling Him to memory is effaced in the actual recollection of Him. […] You will discover the secrets of the mineral world. You will become acquainted with the secret of every stone and…
"I think of how the mystics read- Timothy Liu, excerpt from “Vox Angelica,” The New Young American Poets (Southern Illinois University, 2000 (via apoetreflects)
by the light of their own bodies.
What a world of darkness that must have been
to read by the flaming hearts
that turn into heaps of ash on the altar,
how everything in the end is made
equal by the wind."