A Harvest To Be / Hasat Olma Hali

Grapes from mom’s & dad’s garden

[Türkçe metin için yorum bölümüne bkz.]

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i want to be Your Voice, flowing as intuitions without veils …

i want to be Your Eyes, witnessing the beauty in every single particle …

i want to be Your Mind, creating landscapes of opportunies without fear …

i want to be Your State of Being, resting always in the “now” …

i want to be Your Image, representing Unity on Earth …

Therefore, collect us, crush us and let us rest like grapes in order to make wine.

Surely, in the time of maturity we will act in the name of the Divine Love

and enrich the feast on Earth.

Nalan Özkan Lecerf, 06/2012

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3 Responses to A Harvest To Be / Hasat Olma Hali

  1. Hasat Olma Hali

    Sesin olmak istiyorum,
    sezginin perdesiz hali, akış halinde olan …

    Gözlerin olmak istiyorum,
    her bir zerredeki güzelliğe şahit olan …

    Zihnin olmak istiyorum,
    korkunun yer almadığı olasılıklar dünyasını yaratan …

    Var Olma Haline erişmek istiyorum,
    daima ‘an’da bulunan …

    Suretin olmak istiyorum,
    Yeryüzünde Bir’liği temsil eden …

    O halde bizi şaraba dönüştürülen üzümler gibi topla, ez ve dinlendir. Olgunluğa ulaştığımızda elbette İlahi Aşk namına hareket edip, Dünya’nın ziyafetini zenginleştireceğiz.

    Nalan Özkan Lecerf, 06/2012

  2. Azim Looker says:

    Yes! Thank you Nalan. This is very clear, a holy prayer…it reminds me of Ibn ‘Arabi’s “Theophany of Perfection” ( How often have I called you and you do not hear
    How often have I [stood before you]presented myself to you and you do not witness [recognize]
    How often have I embodied myself in scents and you do not inhale
    And in the flavours and you do not savour the taste for My sake
    What is the matter with you, that you do not feel me when you touch?
    Why do you not recognize Me in the fragrances of musk?
    Why do you not see Me? Why do you not hear Me?
    What is the matter with you?”) though your poem is different…of course The Divine manifests through us.

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