“I have many lovers.
Where ever I look, I find them.
There is no place devoid of them.
They are everywhere:
In the enchanting Cottonwood trees,
The rivers, the rocky roads, the hills, the mystic trails,
The snow capped mountains,
The skies, the clouds, the soaring Eagles,
The blackness of night, as black as the Raven,
The absolute brave Cactus,
Listening to me, and the whispers I breathe.
Where ever I, look I find them.
There is no place devoid of them.
My lovers are everywhere.
They are everywhere:
In the rains, the freezing winds,
The sun, the moonlight,
The darkness of despair,
The days of pain and sorrow,
They never leave me, or betray me,
Or ever forsake me,
Even in my unfaithfulness,
They remain mine.
Am I blessed, crazy, or blind?
However much I dare,
Even in those careless moments; they care.
Where ever I look, I find them,
There is no place devoid of them,
My lovers are everywhere.
They are everywhere:
I close my eyes, I see them,
They appear to me patiently,
like some ancient melody,
in my waking dreams, they are like wise prophets,
twirling in compassionate dances of forgiveness.
Allowing me my mistakes of existence,
They give me, ‘me’,
Reach for my fears, cradle and hold me.
They are everywhere.
I will regenerate,
and shine through their presence.
Through their guidance, from their quiet empowerment,
I will gather myself, pick up my pride,
Understand ‘life’, and remember reality.
Finally, when my ‘being’ remains not with me,
they will once again redefine, re-collect me,
recreate the aura around me,
find another place to replant me.
They are everywhere.
No place is devoid of them.
Countless lovers.
Their love: Omnipresent.
Only if one can ‘see’,
These lovers are everywhere .”
― Ansul Noor, Soul Fire
just another part of my old running route