Well, I enjoyed it anyway

Glad to hear you're back, have fun.

Im going to be wet, cold and very miserable when I get in tonight, but
at least its better than sitting in an office!

so true but then you need a woman there waiting for you to warm you
up

Hmmm ... well with internet access, comes a return to coffee in the
morning with A.

Just sitting here now on Skype together.

Plus, Im going to be there on Friday morning for the weekend.

Looking forward to it heaps!!!

Cool...hope you have a great day

my ears were burning

no way...lol...and why would we be talking about you???

o geeeeeeeeee dunno...


>>>cuts to music>>>was it just my magination, runnin away with me?

or you heard it thru the grapevine?

you wouldn't tell her would you Duncan??

ME??? no ... I dont need to ... she already reads my mind! Well the bit
Im allowed!

isn't that what all women do??

what? allow me a mind or read it?

am I that transparent?

aww geeze

well you got to have a mind so Alex can read it..yes she can
too

a moth flying into the flame says
with its wingfire, TRY THIS. The

wick with its knotted neck broken
tells you tha same. A candle as

it diminishes explains, Gathering
more and more is not the way, burn.

become light that warms and heats and helps.
melt.

The ocean sits in the sand
letting its lap fill with pearls
and shells,then empty. A bittersalt

taste hums,THIS.
The phoenix gives up on good and bad, flies
to rest on Mt.Qaf....no more
burning and rising from ashes. It sends
out one message.

The rose purifies its face,drops
the soft petals, shows it's thorns and points.
Wine abandons thousands of famous names, the vintage years
and delightful bouquets,
to run wild and
anonymous through your brain!

The flute closes its eyes and gives
its lips to Hamza's emptiness.

everything begs with the silent rocks
for you to be FLUNG out like light
over this plain, the presence of you

My worst habit is I get so tired of winter
I become a torture to those I'm with.

If You're not here, nothing grows.
I lack clarity. My words
tangle and knot up.

How to cure bad water? Send it back to the river.
How to cure bad habits? Send me back to You.”

I have been given a glass that has the
fountain of the sun inside,.......a Friend

in both worlds, like the fragrance of amber
inside the fragrance of musk, My
soul gets excited with this sweetness.

Wingbeats, a door opening into the light

we sit in this courtyard, two forms
shadow outlines with one soul

birdsound, leaf moving, early evening star
fragrant damp, and the sweet
sickle curve of the moon. You and i
in a round unselved idling in the garden-beauty
detail.
the raucous parrots laugh, and we laugh inside laughter
the two of us on a bench in London yet amazingly
in amsterdam and Fira as well.
Friends abiding this form , yet also in another outside of time,
you and i

cant improve on Middle Eastern perfection

Good morning, everyone!

Thank you so much for the Rumi treats, Alex.
Good morning, Duncan.
I do like the idea of a warm woman to greet one after a cold wet day,
Kater....
Morning, Transient, Andrea!



Oceans

afternoon Oceans ...

Rumi keeps me sane and human.

Its awesome.