Eight Feet Tall

Bismillah… I am a dwarf. But I am standing on the shoulder of a giant. And the view is great from up here! You can have the same view, too! But at first you have to admit that you are a dwarf. And then you have to stand on the shoulder of a giant.

The illusion

Bismillah

It’s the illusion of light
That brought me here.

I was drowning
In a moonless night.

Not even a tiny spark
Could come down
To that place
In my heart

Where
Sadness grows sadness.

It’s the promise of love
That made me see.

The light I sought
Was hidden
Under the blanket
Of darkness
I covered myself with.

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Authored by Sanjida Shaheed
Date: 3 Aug’, ’20. Start time: 2:32 pm

My ground

Bismillah

Falling and flying
Helped me leave
The ground
Beneath my feet.

Fear and faith
Made me know
There is no ground
Beneath my feet.

I am suspended
In a bubble
Of illusions
That carry me

To a space that rises
Inside me.
It fills me with
The open wonder

Of living
Between choices.
To lose my ground.
To stand my ground.

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Authored by Sanjida Shaheed
Date: June 13, 2020; start time: 1:38 a.m.

Through your cracks

Bismillah

Love is slow.

Imperceptible.

Love blooms
In places
You don’t expect.

In weeds
And wallflowers
Love is present
Gracefully.

You need grace
To open your heart.

And see how
Love moves through
The unseen
And the untouchables.

You need grace
To see
How love is flowing
Through your cracks.

Making your heart
Come alive again
With the touch of
The Divine Hand.

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Authored by Sanjida Shaheed
Date: June 9, 2020; start time: 7:01 a.m.

Flapping my wings

Bismillah

I had no freedom.

Now that I’ve been
Given wings
I’ve been flapping my wings
A little too hard.

Fanciful flights
Have landed me
On wondrous adventures.

Fancy-free and fearless,
I have flown
A little too far
From the home base
Where old stories
Used to shackle me.

I have flown
To the edge
Of darkness
That almost
Grabbed my tired feet.

But I gained back
My balance.

Just in time
To see this rare mirror
Emerge
From a dark well.

Showing me
My real face.

Shining
In her still serenity
Behind many upside down,
Distorted masks
Gliding like tear drops.

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Authored by Sanjida Shaheed
Date: June 7, 2020; start time: 5:54 a.m.

Flow

Bismillah

Flow like
A waterfall
Into the mystery of your
Own being.

Be the water
And the reflection, too.

Flow.

And then pause.

Take time to
Look into your
Own eyes.

And find the answer
You’ve been searching for.

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Authored by Sanjida Shaheed
Date: June 7, 2020; start time: 11:56 p.m.