Choir

The voices of lover's rise
Echoing the Nightingale of Paradise
Intoning the word of the Pen of Glory

Beloved I listen to the choir
And my soul reflects the music and the light
Of your reality

Music is the poem of the lover's spirit
The spirit hears the and responds
By growing wings

Music rises into the realm of paradise
Splendor reflects reverberated
Chords and notes become the voice of the soul
Lover and Beloved listen
While the melody and the chords become a symphony

The voices of the choir merge
Shatter the doubts and fears that haunt
The seeker on the road to certitude

Listen to the voice rising in praise
Listen to the music accompanying the singers
Listen and respond to the voices
Listen and respond to the music

The soul dances to the music and the songs
The soul dances into eternal life
The soul ascends to set beneath the Tree of Life
And listen to the voices coming from paradise

Feast for My Eyes

Every morning I see your beauty rise,
Behind the snow capped peaks of love,
Revealing to my spirit's hungry eyes,
A new orchard in paradise.

I intone your Most Great Name,
As I consume the words of your new fruits,
Remembering my long and painful search
Before I found the splendor of your rising light.

Word by word I break my long night's fast,
With the prayers inscribed
By the Pen of Glory
Upon the parchment of my soul.

Each day I walk through the garden,
Planted by the hands of your lovers,
Intoning my gratitude
For the appearance of your husbandmen.

Each day I consume the fruits of faith and love,
From the boughs of the Tree of Life,
Its healing leaves are brewed to make
The coffee and the tea I drink.

Beloved, thank you for this new day,
For the feast my eyes behold,
For the wealth that you have granted,
To this poor and starving soul.

Thank you for the garden and the fruits,
That give me sustenance through the day,
As a toil to achieve your will for me,
Beloved, thank feast that my eyes behold.

Faithbook - A Poem Prayer

Father, Creator, Beloved
Assist me to proclaim your love in both word and deed;
In these pages help me to place
The words and pictures that reveal
How I feel about the blessings of your gifts.
Beloved, thank you for the beauty of these pictures and these words
One and all they show the levels of my desire to tell the world about you;
Once I have found the words help to put them down
Know I love you and want to proclaim your love and blessing to the world.

That is the poem right now. I might rewrite it later, I don't know. What I am attempting to do is write a poem to go the inside cover of my faithbook. I'll have to do a little more research on types of faithbooks. There are several different types. This is not a new concept, in the middle ages there were similar books, they were call Books of Hours. A book of hours contains prayers and what time of day they are said. I did some research some time a go on this subject, but since I didn't write it down I've forgotten what I discovered. That's what happens when you don't write stuff down, always take notes when researching.

My Faithbook

My faithbook contains the out standing events in my spiritual life. My faithbook contains the picture and memorabilia that are important to me spiritually. My faithbook is a work in progress, it is a scrap book containing pictures, poems, scriptures and my personal spiritual memories.

I have divided my faithbook into sections. It has nineteen sections, one section for each Baha’i Feast. In each section are scriptures, poems and essays about Feast and other aspect of my life that, to someone else, may not seem to have anything to do with the Feast. I start each section with a quote from the Baha’i sacred scriptures. There are other quotes from the scriptures of other religions as well. I put the other quotes in because they speak to me about some aspect of faith or spirituality.

I noticed that I am writing this as if the my faithbook is finished. I am not sure why I decided to write in that way. Maybe it is because when one starts a project one should visualize the project as complete. I know that the voice I am using in this article feels right.

Planning a Chapbook

I’ve been reviewing some of the spiritual and mystic poems I’ve written in the past few years. Some of them I feel need rewriting. The shorter poems I’m going to combine into longer poems. I’ve written several short poems with the same theme that I can combine into longer poems. I’m in the process of creating a chapbook of my mystic poems. I am not sure precisely what to name the chapbook.

I have one chapbook started called the History of the Divine Feminine. I’m not sure how many poems I’ll put in the book. Some of the poems for this chapbook are long poems while others are short. I’m not sure of the type of illustrations, but taking photos that illustrate a poem sounds good.