This is so beautiful, thank you. It makes me think I might paint some of your skies onto my canvas and with gratitude towards you! I would share this happiness.Last night, I finished collecting all of the poems of Flowers of a Dream by May Ziadeh in English and then I read through them all,…… Continue reading I Tapped Closed ‘Flowers of a Dream,’ My Heart Within It
Tag: my mystical experiences
Sweetly Had You Come to Meet Me in the Night?
Last night I read the many handwritten poems and then again the latest poem of my own that I had written during the full moon party and had not remembered ’til then how I’d concluded it, these days of having been pulled into a poetry cove awhile and then coming back up onto the slightly…… Continue reading Sweetly Had You Come to Meet Me in the Night?
A Call As If I Knew It
As you see now, this blog is now on WordPress and you had nothing to do; you were just here. The links have been added, design worked with, and all past posts from Blogger have been posted! I knew it was time last night to get up and go and yet I have kept a…… Continue reading A Call As If I Knew It
My Full Moon Party for the Flower Moon
I stepped inside the bedroom with my glossy blue paper box designed with silhouettes of some elegant people and around them an ornate golden border. Inside the box, I store the only two surviving handwritten journals of mine, one from a few years gone that was very hard to read but is fine to be…… Continue reading My Full Moon Party for the Flower Moon
A Poem to Close The Day and Bring Dreams Early
I finished translating this poem before I went to sleep last night. I closed my eyes and a little while after, I felt the touch of fingers through my hair in slow, gentle movements as if someone was leaning down from above me with kindness.**Reading the poem aloud:Capricious by May Ziadeh
A Poem Drapes Over My Shoulders
Dressed and ready, as the sun is bright and one bird is whistling notes in the trees, I read again the poem that I read last night, the first from Dream Flowers (Fleurs de Reve) by May Ziadeh.This is the book I found accidentally then when I was looking online to see if there were…… Continue reading A Poem Drapes Over My Shoulders
Morning Words by Shams
It seemed Shams had come by again, this time in front of the bookshelf, and also with a few others. I was half in a dream and so had thought I am sleeping now, was past sleep for me even if still early for them, and they left. ;)And later on this morning I realized…… Continue reading Morning Words by Shams
