Whisper : I love you

Go for a walk, if it is not too dark. 

Get some fresh air, try to smile. 

Say something kind

To a safe-looking stranger, if one happens by.

Always exercise your heart’s knowing.

You might as well attempt something real

Along this path:

Take your spouse or lover into your arms

The way you did when you first met.

Let tenderness pour from your eyes

The way the Sun gazes warmly on the earth.

Play a game with some children.

Extend yourself to a friend.

Sing a few ribald songs to your pets and plants –

Why not let them get drunk and wild!

Let’s toast

Every rung we’ve climbed on Evolution’s ladder.

Whisper, “I love you! I love you!”

To the whole mad world.

Let’s stop reading about God –

We will never understand Him.

Jump to your feet, wave your fists,

Threaten and warn the whole Universe

That your heart can no longer live

Without real love!

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

Love All.

compiled : ram H singhal

for

Fragrant Breeze

( Monday poetry )

Dance of Existence.

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I am filled with You.

This dance is the joy of Existence.

Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

(1207 – 1273 )

ram footnote :

Love is your inner wealth,

seed of which you bring in your closed hands

to plant in this world to make it

a

Tree of Happiness.

A Quote from ” Own Zero “

love all

(compiled by) : ram H singhal

Tree of Happiness

Wednesday Sufi Blog

Moment of Love

Awake awhile.
Just one True moment of Love
Will last for days.

Awake, my dear.
Be kind to your sleeping heart.
Take it out into the vast fields of Light
And let it breathe.
Say,
“ Love
Give me back my wings.

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Lift me,
Lift me nearer,
Say to the sun and moon,
Say to our dear Friend,
“I will take You up now, Beloved,
On that wonderful Dance You promised!”

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

Love All.

compiled : ram H singhal

for

Fragrant Breeze

( Monday poetry )

Saint of Santoor

Famous santoor player Pandit Bhajan Sopori , the saint of santoor, passes away on 2 June 2022.

It was almost 11 oclock in the night in year 2007 and in a live solo concert Pandit Bhajan Sopori santoor recital kept every music lover spellbound till this late hour including me and when concert almost ended midnight to express my sincere appreciation went on stage , amazing human met with warmness and knowing from the organisers about finding a open resturant at this hour for dinner , invited Pandit ji and his team of 12 to have a good vegetarian meal at my Home Heritage House .

I met him and his Son Abhay several times and always attended his concerts whenever visited New Delhi .

Last time I spoke with him when he called me after receiving My book ” Own zerO ” in year 2021 and he been kind to write a review for my Book ,

With moist eyes bid farewell to this Genius from this world of Time

but

His music will always remain Timeless .

Love all .

(c) ram H singhal

Great Circle of Fire

Leave the familiar for a while.

Let your senses and bodies stretch out

Like a welcomed season

Onto the meadows and shores and hills.

Open up to the Roof.

Make a new water-mark on your excitement And love.

Like a blooming night flower,

Bestow your vital fragrance of happiness

And giving Upon our intimate assembly.

Change rooms in your mind for a day. 

All the hemispheres in existence

Lie beside an equator In your heart.

Greet Yourself In your thousand other forms

As you mount the hidden tide

and travel Back home.

All the hemispheres in heaven

Are sitting around a fire Chatting

While stitching themselves together

Into the Great Circle inside of You.

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

From: ‘The Subject Tonight is Love’

Translated by Daniel Ladinsky

Love All.

compiled : ram H singhal

for

Fragrant Breeze

( Monday poetry Blog )

Drink of Love

I know the way you can get
When you have not had a drink of Love:
Your face hardens,
Your sweet muscles cramp.
Children become concerned
About a strange look that appears in your eyes
Which even begins to worry your own mirror
And nose.

Squirrels and birds sense your sadness
And call an important conference in a tall tree.
They decide which secret code to chant
To help your mind and soul.

Even angels fear that brand of madness
That arrays itself against the world
And throws sharp stones and spears into
The innocent
And into one’s self
O I know the way you can get
If you have not been out drinking Love:

You might rip apart
Every sentence your friends and teachers say,
Looking for hidden clauses.
You might weigh every word on a scale
Like a dead fish.

You might pull out a ruler to measure
From every angle in your darkness
The beautiful dimensions of a heart you once
Trusted.

I know the way you can get
If you have not had a drink from Love’s
Hands.
That is why all the Great Ones speak of
The vital need
To keep Remembering God,
So you will come to know and see Him
As being so Playful
And Wanting,
Just Wanting to help.

That is why Hafiz says:
Bring your cup near me,
For I am a Sweet Old Vagabond
With an Infinite Leaking Barrel
Of Light and Laughter and Truth
That the Beloved has tied to my back.
Dear one,
Indeed, please bring your heart near me.
For all I care about
Is quenching your thirst for freedom!
All a Sane man can ever care about
Is giving Love!

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

Love All.

compiled : ram H singhal

for

Fragrant Breeze

( Monday poetry Blog )

Go for a walk

Go for a walk, if it is not too dark. 

Get some fresh air, try to smile. 

Say something kind

To a safe-looking stranger, if one happens by.

Always exercise your heart’s knowing.

You might as well attempt something real

Along this path:

Take your spouse or lover into your arms

The way you did when you first met.

Let tenderness pour from your eyes

The way the Sun gazes warmly on the earth.

Play a game with some children.

Extend yourself to a friend.

Sing a few ribald songs to your pets and plants –

Why not let them get drunk and wild!

Let’s toast

Every rung we’ve climbed on Evolution’s ladder.

Whisper, “I love you! I love you!”

To the whole mad world.

Let’s stop reading about God –

We will never understand Him.

Jump to your feet, wave your fists,

Threaten and warn the whole Universe

That your heart can no longer live

Without real love!

― شمس الدین محمد حافظ /
Shams-al-Din Mohammad Hafez,
(1325 – 1389 )

Love All.

compiled : ram H singhal

for

Fragrant Breeze

( Monday poetry Blog )