Wales Millennium Centre
The Wales Millennium Centre (Canolfan Mileniwm Cymru) in Cardiff Bay was mentioned briefly on the telly the other night, and I instantly fell in love with the stained glass poetry inscription over the main entrance.
Creu Gwir
fel Gwydr
o Ffwrnais Awen
In These Stones
Horizons
Sing
The Welsh words translate as ’Creating truth like glass from the furnace of inspiration’. I love it! :) It was written by poet Gwyneth Lewis.
Photo by Ram Solanki
“Don’t forget love;
it will bring all the madness you need
to unfurl yourself across
the universe.”
~ Mirabai
Photo by STIG3699 on Flickr
my beloved magician
keeping the audience spellbound
with sleight of hand
is no feat
enchanted and eager to believe
oblivious to the
open secret
flipping a coin, asking head or tails?
(neither and both
always!)
pointing to only two sides of the coin
is discounting both copper
and wholeness
now, set the coin spinning on its edge
and watch it revolve
unceasingly
who will pay attention to the stillness
in the very midst of this
whirling?
♥
Photo by Lorienzeren
Love said to me, ‘There will always be room for you under my purple umbrella, but there’s so much more to life! Come, let me pull you even closer… let me dance with you in the rain.’
♥
I can sense you watching me closely
as I gently trace my fingertips
along the wall of Existence,
quietly breathing life into words
scribbled in love and longing…
Photo by Sash
When I open my eyes to the outer world
I feel myself as a drop in the sea;
but when I close my eyes and look within,
I see the whole universe
as a bubble raised in the ocean of my heart.
~ Hazrat Inayat Khan
nirvana
Art by Omkali
My existence is from you and your appearance is through me.
Yet if I had not appeared, you would not have been.
~ Muhiy-din Ibn ‘Arabi
ॐ
burst my bubbles, love
don’t let me drift away
♥
you came to me last night
we played, danced, hugged and laughed…
your smile was as bright as the sunlight
i can still sense the warmth of your skin
feel the strength of your touch
the lingering softness of your hands
and the smell of your sunkissed hair
Quietly breathing through the bittersweetness of Shiva's tough love; discovering the art of becoming empty, disentangled, being undone... ॐ
ooh!! dharma!! beginning good ... middle good... end good...
"It's all stardust, equally so."~ Adyashanti
Quietly breathing through the bittersweetness of Shiva's tough love; discovering the art of becoming empty, disentangled, being undone... ॐ