Three days of the undescribed

Three strange days…

Sometimes words are hard to find. I won yesterday– I should be happy. I am official debating queen, which implies that I can argue my head off without belief. Wonderful….

I have re-established contact with a dear friend. I went to watch a play on bike! And I am glad. Some friends are too precious to loose over bickering- especially friends who have large hearts, large enough to forgive and forget. 😀

I am sad too. I realised last night- that my void will return with a vengence. Its like living in a bubble- that occasionally bursts to let you breathe and then grows back like reinforced glass around me again. Such emptiness. Alone. Am scared. What will I do without you?

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2 thoughts on “Three days of the undescribed

  1. more….

    When you are with everyone but me,
    you’re with no one.
    When you are with no one but me,
    you’re with everyone.

    Instead of being so bound up with everyone,
    be everyone.
    When you become that many, you’re nothing.
    Empty.
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  2. CONGRATULATIONS, official debating rani!! and re: emptiness, some Rumi ruminations…..

    Ignorance is God’s prison
    Knowing is God’s palace.

    We sleep in God’s unconsciousness.
    We wake in God’s open hand.

    We weep God’s rain.
    We laugh God’s lightning.

    Fighting and peacefulness
    both take place within God.

    Who are we then
    in this complicated world-tangle,
    that is really just the single, straight
    line down at the beginning of ALLAH?

    Nothing.
    We are
    emptiness.
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