Down at the Deep End #9
This is from a series of abstract puzzle drawings I found myself doing during chemotherapy and radiation treatments, drawing m…
This is from a series of abstract puzzle drawings I found myself doing during chemotherapy and radiation treatments, drawing m…
Eternity shimmers in the room among the bright solid furniture that is the furniture…
There are among us luminous beings who maintain that what we might taste of the Garden of Paradise and what we might suffer of…
This may be a secret among only a few of its recipients, but cancer is a direct and positive gift from God. Its chemo…
The enigma of it all stood up and spread out its feathery arms All the doubts and gnarly creatures disappeared from around it …
Talk to your body talk to your soul Talk to the thunder on the hill Talk to God’s world in which we dwell the…
Everyone walks around with faces of lovers of God, everyone, young, old, grumpy, delighted, enraged, empurpled with rage, redd…
(salla ‘llahu ‘alayhi wa sallam is assumed after the mention of his blessed name) The Prophet Muhammad sits by the bedside of …
This narrative poem was written in hospital during a chemo session, contemplating God’s sending a perceived “calamity” that mi…
“There’s a cure for everything but death” — Hadith of the Prophet (salla ‘llahu alayhi wa sallam) All our attempts at healing …
Cancer creeps in on little cat’s feet Cancer grows from the root upward Cancer as a fact is a hard fact to grasp Cancer…
Do the soul’s arms hang down at its sides? Do the soul’s legs extend down from its hips? Do the soul’s eyes float above…