Vanish

 

Clearly, one day I will vanish,

and so will you.

 

And until that day comes,

I will try to vanish every day,

to desires, to fears and ambitions.

 

So they’ll not take roots in me.

 

Not to attract them.

Not to deject them.

All they do is drifting by and vanish

like the puffy clouds moving across my sky.

 

 

 

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I remember the Sufi teaching that describes our Soul’s travels thru seven rooms, on the journey to completion.

The final three of them are: 

 

 

– The Soul at Peace

The storms of life grow quiet.

The soul no longer needs the world to go its way in order to be still.

This is the soul that is called home.

 

 

– The Soul Completing

Beyond peace, the soul is content with whatever God gives.

This is a soul with whom God is content.

 

 

– The Complete Soul

So purified that nothing remains in it,

but the light it reflects.