Supplication
O Divine Friend,
Who watches over heaven and earth
And sea, and all that lies therein,
Every rock and tree and creature
Carrying warmly in your mothering embrace,
Shining like Father Sun across the vast expanse,
O Divine Love,
The warmth of bitter, endless nights,
The shadow of comfort in Arabian summers,
The thawb that crosses vast deserts,
The anorak concealing heat from the howling ice,
O Divine Friend,
Your magnetic lines stretch across the vast expanse,
Channeling harm away from soft flesh into auroras.
You descend from on high,
A mountain river into the desert,
Carrying Possibility with you into the sere
Sands of the mortal coil.
O Divine Love,
Your hair braids into soft and gentle pleats.
You cover my nakedness with your weaving.
You roar with the defiant energy of the lion,
And cover my vulnerability with your iron.
Friend of Love,
Your medicine alone can heal this salted world.
Your plow alone can till the hardened pan.
Your wisdom alone can teach the sanded masses.
Full of storming rage and ignorance are they,
Pursuing full tilt into the dark ditch the essence
Their sandstorm eyes have divorced from the daylight.
Your wet eyes raining delight alone
Can soften their desperate thirst.
Your calloused hands alone
Can salve their treacherous wounds.
You who are Master
of all that is Love and in Love,
I ask:
May Love of Friend
That shines far into the night from your presence
Imbue into my trembling heart.
May it smooth the creases as a hot iron.
May it fill the cracks as caulk.
May it steady the wavering steps
And Reflect,
Off my tarnished Mirror
Some image of the perfection
That is You.
Who watches over heaven and earth
And sea, and all that lies therein,
Every rock and tree and creature
Carrying warmly in your mothering embrace,
Shining like Father Sun across the vast expanse,
O Divine Love,
The warmth of bitter, endless nights,
The shadow of comfort in Arabian summers,
The thawb that crosses vast deserts,
The anorak concealing heat from the howling ice,
O Divine Friend,
Your magnetic lines stretch across the vast expanse,
Channeling harm away from soft flesh into auroras.
You descend from on high,
A mountain river into the desert,
Carrying Possibility with you into the sere
Sands of the mortal coil.
O Divine Love,
Your hair braids into soft and gentle pleats.
You cover my nakedness with your weaving.
You roar with the defiant energy of the lion,
And cover my vulnerability with your iron.
Friend of Love,
Your medicine alone can heal this salted world.
Your plow alone can till the hardened pan.
Your wisdom alone can teach the sanded masses.
Full of storming rage and ignorance are they,
Pursuing full tilt into the dark ditch the essence
Their sandstorm eyes have divorced from the daylight.
Your wet eyes raining delight alone
Can soften their desperate thirst.
Your calloused hands alone
Can salve their treacherous wounds.
You who are Master
of all that is Love and in Love,
I ask:
May Love of Friend
That shines far into the night from your presence
Imbue into my trembling heart.
May it smooth the creases as a hot iron.
May it fill the cracks as caulk.
May it steady the wavering steps
And Reflect,
Off my tarnished Mirror
Some image of the perfection
That is You.






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