Taches ~ "Le Travail de la Lumiere du Ciel a la Terre"

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Tasks

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The Work of Light from Sky to Earth

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As Prometheus broke the rules

on behalf of those he loved,

maybe it is a holy work~

Our tasks of sharing light...

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It is not for us to propagate perfection,

nor to seek it by altered means...

Rather, we are somehow given 

the work of Kindness

and the ordinary task that is blessed 

in our beautiful, simple reach

towards our mysterious God.

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Whatever trial or suffering is endured,

the intermediary of Light and Beauty

is a secret companion 

for our sacred nourishment and deepened strength.

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Our tasks are given

as the works of Light... 

Flowing from the Heaven, as a grace of sky

 into the glowing earth.

This landscape of time is in need of Mercy,

and if Kindness would seek to break the rules~

a perfect Completion is found therein.

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In honor of those who are moved by Love and fluoresce to bring Kindness and Mercy into this world~

Bearing its consequence of Light, the ones of Ihsan leave a luminous trace~ 

Inside of every Beautiful and Courageous step that is made~

The path of Goodness remains etched across time.

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"Une Fleur Celeste Ceruleenne et la Ville Azur"

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A Cerulean Sky Flower and the City of Azure

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Her petals fall like a song from the sky

cerulean lilt, melodies of cyan and azure

The holy drift of colours, a shimmering of His Imagination

Always, They paint together

the skins of this Earth

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The colours come to us 

like flowers falling from clouds

like Love breathing through the mist

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Your Beauty is timeless, without censure

as Essence unveils its Light

and colours flower like mirrors of glass 

inside of our Imagination

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Scheherazade ~  she who wove stories to save her king

and to save the heart of the world

and yet she left one tale untold

it is for us to write this end...

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....A cerulean sky flower fell like a song

from the holy Imagination

and from the Cloud through which it bloomed

a mist of azure gently washed

the city in which Scheherazade lived

an ancient city of alchemy

born of sky flowers

and stories

and the timeless colours of her songs.

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May we be given the grace to find His Beauty washed over everything that we taste in this life.

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For my dear Kerim Bey on your day of birth

May your journey be blessed with the many colours of His Beauty painted in our world.

Always.

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11-22-25

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Fleurs

Love in the Mist

The Glass Flower

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La Ville

The Blue City of Chefchaouen, Morocco

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"Enfants des Anges et de L'ombres~ Children of Angels and Shadows"

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Children of Angels and Shadows

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Silence

can slip through clouds~

The movement of Light is quiet, and stealth

bearing the children of angels

into nuanced colors of sky

and the elements of earth.

A whisper of rain

an incantation of mist

falling as Essence~

 as translucent water

becomes prayer

 that offers harmony

to shadow and light.

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We are not separate from this Beauty

or any other Beauty

as we are all born 

from the one Essence

that requires both a darkness and a light

to become Known. 

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Inside of each shadow

is a light that breathes

and within each purity of Light

there is a blackness that contains every color

ever Imagined.

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From the ancient root of Light

every Beauty born through angels and shadow 

is a Beauty waiting, 

resting transparently,

within the Essence of Love~

and the timeless wish,

the wish to become Known.

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