
The Slope of the Mountain
The slope of the mountain is its gift to us or else it would be perfectly sheer The lightning-storm clattering this way and th…
A single stone is thrown in
and the canyon resounds with the
hallelujahs of angels
A single breath contains the
known and unknown universes
Back behind edgeless
space are motions that
vibrate the heart
Back behind ancient mountains and
historical intricacies
a shadow gives way to Light that has a
door in it to
let us through
We take no step that
doesn’t bring us nearer
One sip and the oceans disappear
One glance and the skies
bend closer to hear our
emptiness
One heart-wrench elegant elevation
and we’re on a
plateau tossing a stone in the dark
that never stops echoing
8/1/2011 1 Ramadan, 1432 (from Ramadan is Burnished Sunlight)
Categories: Poems, Ramadan / 'Eid