*Wisdom and love*
I,
oh no, you,
I want to start not with I
but with you
Feelings of love
Eternal warmth is mine,
No, yours and mine
Wisdom from above
Light will brightly shine
On me,
On you and me
Becoming one, wisdom and love
Light and warmth melting in each other
Empathy and compassion, love
Humbleness and honesty, wisdom
Integrity and innocence, love
Justice, wisdom
Love and wisdom all around
Warmth and light unite
For you and me,
For us,
Yes, we.
*Aufie Zophy*
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*Words*
Words point at the Truth
Just as you can point
With your finger to the moon
But just as your finger
IS not the moon
Words ARE not the Truth
And just as we can see the moon
Without your finger
It is possible to see the Truth
Without words
It's good to be guided by the words
To find the Truth
But without silence
Without reflection
Without connection to your soul
Any word will be in vain.
The words are there for us,
Let us see them with our soul.
(inspired by a Zen Story)
*Aufie Zophy*
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*x..... The Umbrella Tree*
Near a hotel pool, close to the sea
Stands proudly, this huge umbrella tree
Its thick branches, far and widely spread
Blooming with flowers, small and softly red
on top of a wealthy green leafy bed
A breeze from the ever blue sea gushes by
Making hundreds of flowers fly high
And beauties that once ornamented the tree,
In a snow-flaky fashion, a pleasure to see,
Fall down in the pool, fall down on me
Looking at the flowers in the pool, I note
They seem to enjoy to be lightly afloat
But then it occurs to me, a jolt in my head:
They do not enjoy, they’re dead
They have become floppy, hopelessly wet
My mind fills with thoughts of my own mortality
How long will my body, my mind still be?
But my body and mind are not what makes up me.
I am my soul, which after death will be free
I think it may still come back to see
This miraculously beautiful umbrella tree.
*Aufie Zophy*
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*x..... A little sadness*
Reflecting on my life at the end of the week
A tear leaves my eye and caresses my cheek
My ego wants to force a smile, but my soul doesn’t feel the need
This little sadness doesn’t taste bitter; it is sweet
*Aufie Zophy*
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*X..... Amazing Dance*
the wavy hard sand
was massaging my feet
when a startled crab
in the shallow sea
danced away from me
it doubted a while
should I dig in here
or tango some further
It tangoed quite a bit on
A score of small fishes
waltzed fast to the deep of the sea
Was is the crab
or were they also afraid of me?
But the most wonderful dance
was still performed by the waves
white pearls of sweat
ornamented their foreheads
they made the music
they sculpted the sand
The sand that was wavy
and still was massaging my feet.
*Aufie Zophy*
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*X..... Blissful Paradox*
Jesus: turn your other cheek
Mohammed: fight a holy war
Paradoxical so it seems
Who is wrong and who is right?
A question that has bothered me
For so long until one day
I saw the movie, Gandi
It solved it straight away
I saw Ghandi fighting
The strongest of holy wars
While turning his cheek
A fight on the highest possible plane
I read the speech “I have a dream”
Another warrior for justice
Non-violence was his creed
Another holy war while turning cheek
The contradiction is only fake,
We have to fight injustice
With all the might we can
But on the highest plane.
Fighting a holy war
While turning cheek
Winning is the only outcome
Indeed a blissful paradox
*Aufie Zophy*
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*X..... Early Dinner*
The setting sun
is struggling
to fight the darkness,
but is slowly giving in
A magic light red cloud in the sky
shines through crowns of casuarinas
majestically dancing on the rhythm
of the cool evening breeze
The fading red light
accentuates the silhouettes
of crisscrossing bats,
looking for an early dinner
*Aufie Zophy*
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*X..... Early in The Morning*
Half of the setting full moon
hiding behind an early morning cloud
A colourful sunrise, coming soon
In the morning silence, faint steps seem loud
Feeling of love, fresh like dew
Devotion, tremendously deep
Prayers for blessings, a day brand new
Happily aware, while others still sleep
Dreaming of a day full of kindness
Extreme friendliness in the plan
Forgiving wilful blindness
Making a difference, I hope I can
*Aufie Zophy*
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*X..... Gentle In Reverse (Mirror Sestet)*
Keen on suit and tie, but what do coat and tie mean?
Mean indeed, can the gentlemen be if only on money they're keen
Lean on compassion, liking to put up a scene
Seen as handsome but on their shoulder not a cripple could lean
Obscene in their language, always looking clean.
Clean hanky in pocket, but harassing a teen, truly obscene
*Aufie Zophy*
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*X..... Glory (Haiku)*
Colorless sunrise
A dark cloud above the sea
Still full of glory
*Aufie Zophy*
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*X..... Haiku: Changing Colours*
A fluffy cloud drifts
Closer to the setting sun
And its colours change
*Aufie Zophy*
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*X..... Haiku: Perfection*
A true perfection
Is a perfect illusion
That’s just what it is
*Aufie Zophy*
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*X..... Happy Haiku*
Happiness for us
Lies in small good things, it does
But most in our mind
*Aufie Zophy*
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*X..... On a Lighter Note*
You are so ugly, so extremely ugly
So ugly, I have never seen,
Said the drunk man to a lady
You are so drunk, so extremely drunk
So drunk, I have never seen,
Said the lady to the drunk man
Yes, but my drunkenness
Will be over by tomorrow,
Said the drunk
The real funny part of this story
Is that the ugliness of the drunk himself
May well last into eternity
*Aufie Zophy*
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*x..... Pain, melting in the scene*
Sometimes,
Everything seems to go wrong
Everything seems so depressing
It can go on for quite long,
Until we stop to count our blessings
I had fractured my shoulder
the pain was sharp
My mood got quite deep, quite down,
But then just outside my garden...
I was sitting there quietly
Looking at the South China Sea
The sun made it look bright
Bright brown in front,
'cause of sand thrown up by the waves
Hues of bright green to blue behind
With spots that were really dark,
The shadows of a few scanty clouds
All this seen through a frame of white sand below,
A blue sky above and in perspective,
fresh green branches of trees at the sides
How could I be sad for much longer
With such images in front of me?
One of the clouds moved in front of the sun
And a slight breeze came along
To give a refreshing cool to my cheeks
And blow away the moist that had formed on my forehead.
While the ever-changing shadows of the clouds
Continued to colour the sea in ever changing patterns
Two small birds started to argue with their lovely voices
And were flying through and fro.
The breeze got a bit stronger
and made the coconut leaves do their typical dance
The music of the waves was enriched
by the sound of the rustling leaves
I removed a few dry casuarinas leaves
that just had fallen on my cahier
From the parent tree
swaying softly in the wind
The amazing beauty of the scene had me dreamy, when...
My beautiful wife brought me two of my favourite doughnuts
With a cup of steaming hot coffee.
The pain of the fracture seemed to have become so small...
*Aufie Zophy*
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*X..... Peace*
A pregnant coconut tree
Quadruplets about to be born
Through its gently shuffling leaves
Rays of the fast rising sun
allow a lovely sneeze
Music of an orchestra of birds
floating on sounds of breaking waves
Soft breezy air carries a smell of the sea
A feeling of close to perfect peace
engulfs my body, mind and soul
A small salamander runs by on awkward legs
The sea is blue, the sky carries fluffs of wool
In perfect harmony with the green of grass and trees
The peace goes on, a close to perfect peace
A butterfly flies by and the peace goes on
*Aufie Zophy*
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*X..... Snow*
On my way home at night in the car,
I have to travel still a distance, quite far
Thick flakes in the sky causing some fear
praying for safety for me and my family, dear.
But somehow along the slow ride,
A big joy props up from inside
The peace of the dancing flakes in the night
A feast for the eye, impeccably white.
Some wonderfully sculpted flakes hit the screen of my car
looking like diamonds, the shape of a star
The heat in my car makes them melt all too fast
How I wish, a little longer they’d last
With my eyes kept safely on the road,
I cannot keep out of mind the lovely thought
of waking after the night in the midst of an exquisite sight
with branches of trees in a tight dress of bright white.
*Aufie Zophy*
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*x..... Sunlight Reaching The Heart*
The sun on my skin
The heat reaches my bones within
A wave of love
Sweeps through the core of my heart
*Aufie Zophy*
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*X..... The Bird*
A little bird is flying by
It lands here straight in front of my
So many questions in its eye
My soul is listening or at least would try
“Why the humans, so endowed by God,
Still want to be so cruel to us, birds
Don’t they appreciate what they got?
My brother captured, sister killed, can you explain in words? ”
I try to talk about capitalism and human greed
About loss of morals, unsatisfiable need
But the bird seems not to understand what I say
It gets soon scared and flies away.
*Aufie Zophy*
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*X..... Unconditional Love*
Unconditional love always wins
There was a girl, named Rabia
Captured by vicious men
Sold as slave at a very tender age
Imagine, if you can
Work was tough
Hard, early until late, every day
The master was rough
Bad temper was his way
The master came home quite late one night
He could hear from Rabia’s room some noise
He was concerned, went nearer
It was a whispering voice
He was curious to whom his servant
Would still talk to so late at night
He went to the window to see
And could not believe the sight
The girl he treated rough and hard
Was sitting there to pray
Asking blessings for her master
From the Creator of night and day.
Through his heart, a remorseful wave:
Who was he to treat this saintly girl as slave
He set Rabia from slavehood free
A true saint, she went on to be
*Aufie Zophy*
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