Saturday, May 28, 2016

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

374
I do see my deeds record in my tiny shoulder bone,
The same I see on the earth, the same in starry rays,
The record locked in Luz; the same rays have shown,
The rays pick our thoughts not our actions not praise,
Our thought nothing but the rays coming from the sky
Sending our thoughts back to be stored in book of life,
Our actions are not written but thoughts when we die,
Brain full of images inters in tomb with love and rife,
True love leaves print on earth unseen for human eyes,
As we can’t see devil-feet roaming on earth all night,
As eyes can’t see but hear in darkness the devil’s cries,
Intention shakes the heaven’s throne, if it is more light

O mortal man, learn the art of how to intention purify,
Your eyes do see on the earth all hells and heaven s lie