Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Ar-Raqib: The Present Watcher



What is this difference
between seeing and watching?
It’s more than hesitation—
it’s a picture of our innate curiosity,
the ability to stay
even in the middle of paradox.
It is evolving to be larger than we expect,
to fold love and rejection into a single skin
and make of that creation
a finger
pointing
to
God.

KBN

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Monday, September 29, 2014

Saying Goodnight to You




Saying goodnight to you
has become as routine as toothbrush and light-switch-
pat the dog’s head as I pass,
pull up the covers and rest palm on palm,
a bow across miles and mountains.
Mount St. Helen is waking again,
but my mind wanders further East and a little south,
saltless seas kissing limestone until
the snow pushes everything back,
the gentle lion tamer that it is.
I want to lose myself in that white,
to let the cold seep in until it numbs me.
Routines frighten me a little—
such fragile things, really,
little stories we tell ourselves
so we can fall asleep at last.


KBN

Al-Hamid: The Deep Purpose




There is a secret within you,
whispered in your ear
when you still curled around
heartbeats and the tide of the breath.
The acorn heard it, and so did the squirrel.
The supernova and the flickering candle
lit it well.
The wolf and bear raised their heads,
and sniffed it into their broad paws,
and so did the child who painted it in red
with one crooked finger,
a bold slash through the whitewash.
We each are an heir to a Purpose-
no, not a vocation or a doing but rather,
the unique way we are called to stand up
into Being.

KBN


Sunday, September 28, 2014

Al-Khabir: The Seed of Creativity


There is a seed-magic in that first small stirring,
that hinting,
like buying a loom before
you realize that you are pregnant;
like going to the grocery store
with no list
only an echo of a flavor’s memory on your tongue;
like sniffing the blue sky wind and noticing
the way it touches your lungs is whispering
snowflakes by evening.
It’s dark there, in the folds of your heart and mind,
and the soil is rich,
moist
and nurturing
like the still, small voice
of God.

KBN

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Saturday, September 27, 2014

Al-Basit: Expansion from the Center




First, understand contraction,
the way illness or emotional pain
either pushes you behind your heart
or slices off bits
that wander in your back-brain,
looking for shadowed corners.
Then, understand this—
God has been poking around with
a flashlight,
because he heard the echo of your whimper
in some dark hallway.
He’ll come in through your spine,
no, not like a dagger,
but by making you porous again,
rubbing incense and cedar into the air
looking up at you with rock-eyes on the beach,
flashing Stellar Jay blue with a raucous bob and cry.
He’ll sidle up to you with wind-chimes
and mourning doves and decaf Spanish Mocha,
and if you are very lucky,
you will get the whole sense-surround symphony
in one shot, thrown back, burning away the night.
Lovers aren’t always subtle;
they’re just inevitable.

KBN


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Friday, September 26, 2014

Whirlpool eye


What space this is!
to refine and remind myself,
that I can lean against You—
it was not that You were gone,
but the tides rushed in and You submerged.
I’m glad you took a part of me with You,
the part that forgets how to be armor,
and even in the sinking, I
stayed, somehow, buoyant
in poem and flute song and labyrinth walks.
Spiraling, all of it, whirlpooling down and in,
but in the eye of all that,
I saw bottom
and it was a reflection of the wide blue sky.
That’s when learned to smile again.


KBN

Al-Qayyum: The Rebounder





It is the trust in the cycles of existence,
the way the wave curls and powers ashore
then sinks back,
leaving bubbles and foam and shining pebbles;
the way the breath swells the belly
then leaves us perfectly empty
and feeling our spine.
It is the dry summer pond filling overnight
drop by drop with autumn rain,
the way the Rhodies already have their buds
waiting and ready for Spring.
For each decline, silencing or fall
there is the trampoline rebound
sometimes just a season,
sometimes just a transformation,
but always and everywhere
gracefully and Holy predictable.


KBN

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Thursday, September 25, 2014

Al-Karim: Generously Abundant



We have two hands so
one can give and one receive
the movement of each massaging
the heart and fed by the rhythmic
breath of spirit.
In each form of all creation
glitters unabashed abundance,
no, not the kind that economists play with--
interesting building blocks
to reassemble according to color or shape,
but rather,
notice how each manifest bit of reality
touches our senses
enriches us and
encourages us to immediately give it away again.
Abundance that stops breathing,
moving from right hand to left,
is a dead thing, my friend.
And no matter how appreciated, hoarded or multiplied,
it will remain a zero sum until
you begin to intuit
the zero is the nature of fullness,
your fingers open,
and life will again whistle merrily over your
outstretched palms.


KBN

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Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Al Akhir: At Last, Complete




Frantic, you have been making marks,
here in the beach sand,
there on the loose piece of bark,
twisting it into the bread dough,
even using the vacuum
to streak the carpet in melody bars.
You have grouped stars as you gaze at them,
raked pebbles together in small piles,
woven together silk and wool and acrylic,
and flipped somber paint at the canvas.
And now, standing back,
you can see it all,
a mighty single statement, booming
for you to read slowly and calmly
and out-loud with your whole soul.

KBN

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Tuesday, September 23, 2014

How do I talk to you about God



How do I talk to you about God—
it’s like the silence after OM,
the digestion of communion
the colors of a stained glass window
caught on an open palm.
It is like the darkness,
but sensing from within it.
It’s is like the light,
but moving with it.
It is all the names falling
like cookie crumbs in a pathless forest,
and the raven swooping down
to carry them to heaven.
It is the flute sitting silently on my table,
the one sound in the roar of Seattle at rush hour,
the place where fog lifts off the water, like
for one moment, you can truly give air form.
It is this hand-in-hand moment, touch and release,
but never letting go.

KBN

Al-Hayy: The Energy of Life


 


Be wild today.
No, not as in destructive or careless,
but rather,
let your sense run amok,
your fingers curled around air currents,
your nose lifted a little,
smelling the morning news.
Can you taste the change here,
the way last night’s rain
fed slug and dahlia alike?
I hear it in the way you sigh now,
a child opening into the half-light of day
with a smile,
the gambol of a squirrel
swishing along the high wire.
Plug in, my friend,
there is enough juice here for everyone.

KBN


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Monday, September 22, 2014

Al-Wa’li: Loving Self-Discipline




I watch how she moves through her day-
devotions first,
then gentle stretches
(better than fiber she says,
to awaken those bowels),
coffee,
put away the dishes,
it all flows in an ever-repeating predictability
that, for her,
is part of inner calming.
I know the chaos that lives in us all-
my friend called it “cities in the mind”
bustling, clanging, howling,
and sometimes,
we can only catch and share the stillness
by creating an intentional rhythm,
a sound box,
a bowl.

KBN

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Sunday, September 21, 2014

Al-Badi’: Childlike Wonder




It’s that moment an instant before
WOW!
just that childlike turning toward everything
without expectation, analysis
or even language,
the impulse to paint before
you even have the canvas,
the echo of a melody’s shadow in your head
when the flute is clear across the room,
the cry for your friend,
before you realized
a tear had run down the side of your nose.
If the moment before the Big Bang
could be named,
it would be this:
Wonder.


KBN

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Saturday, September 20, 2014

Al-Ma’jid: The Magician’s Way





Is it a success when
we pick a perfect tomato,
the skin the tangible blend of hue
and texture, the taste
sweet, red sugar?
Is it a failure when a leaf
of the same color falls,
drifts over into a puddle,
sinks in mud?
Is it we who unfold
the warrior pose,
the child pose,
the aching silence of
Shavasana?
When the answer comes,
when the sign is given,
when someone throws their
arms around us because
we have stood on the precipice
with them,
can you remember to be
less magician,
and simply the
Magic?


KBN

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