Peace, one and all…

Sometimes, the heart is stirred and all unknowing, it reaches towards its Beloved; or rather, the Beloved’s hand reaches out and sets the heart spinning. And, in these all too brief times, to place my face upon the floor in prayer is like lowering my innermost soul into a pool of water, translucent as silver glass, in which thought becomes as still and as deep as a subterranean stream flowing silently amidst the living heart of earth.
As I lay my face upon this water, my heart envisions itself as an entire world, moving in awe-struck orbit around the wondrous light of the Beloved’s love. Planets and stars, entire galaxies of light, dance their way around the Beloved’s face – happy merely to shine in the presence of that love.
This whirling of galaxies is life’s sacred dance, moving through each interconnected fibre of being and each pearl-like moment of existence, in a universe that lives, breathes and moves beneath the glorious throne of the Beloved’s radiance.

Image credit: Space Photos
Ma’as salama,
Abdur Rahman
