by Brent Hafiz | Dec 21, 2017 | Poetry
A book of verse underneath the bough, A jug of wine, a loaf of bread, and thou. Beside me, singing in the wilderness, O, Maui mist were paradise enow!” I am Not, as some thought, A ravening wolf, nor slithering snake speaking, Though a wild, green man doth abide...
by Brent Hafiz | Dec 21, 2017 | Feminine/Masculine, Poetry
A woman’s comfort… like Fatima’s touch and song for ‘Ali, nourishes a man’s strength, our midnight fire; giving courage to engage in jihad with angels, jinn and nafs self. Khadijah’s embrace grants Mu hammad solace. Then praise and...
by Brent Hafiz | Nov 18, 2017 | Poetry
When it is night, And moon is dark The stars shine bright, Some times shooting across such sky, Even amidst Kali Yuga era But soon dawn is nigh And with rising sun All pale within a sea of light Genesis, saraswati and shekhina say: The written word, even in Vedas,...
by Brent Hafiz | Aug 2, 2017 | Nature, Poetry
I see a tree Standing solo In a silent sky, Up above plains, On mountain high, But one of many, Before a storm About to die. Branches bold, bereft and bare, Sap seeks soils shelter there, When winds blow From cold, and fire below. An yet, in each season, As an ayat, a...
by Brent Hafiz | Jun 25, 2017 | Poetry
Composed almost 20 years ago I give thanks… for all… of life. ‘O agony and ecstasy… all praise One… true. Rumi evoked ecstatically, as he turned in agony, with heart ache and loss of Shams: Ishq allah mabud lilah – Ishq –...
by Brent Hafiz | Jun 25, 2017 | Nature, Poetry
I recited poetry here, to those who were willing to listen. I see a tree, standing solo in a silent sky, Near a mountain, before a storm One of many about to die. Branches bold, bereft and bare, Sap seeks soils shelter, there. And yet, as an ayat, a sign, In each...
