Eye of Certainty

You spent all your life judging me, I spent all mine figuring you out. In the end, all we lost was Love

The journey of love starts with the eyes, every blink then becomes the enemy.

When I said that you exist, but the mind can comprehend you not, They cried blasphemy. When I said that you exist, but you are further than the furthest point imagined, They cried blasphemy. When I said that you exist, and you are closer to me than my own breath, They cried blasphemy. When I said that you exist, and I have seen your light burning bright within my heart, They cried blasphemy. So would You, then, my Lord Bear witness? Would You bear witness, that, In the mirror of my polished heart, In the conviction of my faith, In the perfected beauty of my Intellect, You have seen Yourself?

The scorpion of exile did sting me so, As if heaven invented suffering just for me.

Knowledge without proper action is hollow.

Reason it was that gave me the crown of faith, I say, and faith hath given me virtue, and strength to endure and obey.

Silent mountains echo the loudest, can you hear them speak?

Tell me, can you hold a thought and not be possessed by it?

Does the ocean thirst for the drop of water to return home?