11/3/12

Broken Winged Bird


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Broken Winged Bird

There is a gaping hole, bleeding through
my new white dress
staining it forever, blue
I shared my deepest secret,
with no assurance, you
would keep it
I lie now on blank bed
on paper torn
I have worn you thin to shreds,
I know
So, I will go again within
I will go away today
I will go ~ ~ ~ flying crooked,
broken hearted
one wing bent / on crushed soul
 
ldn


Psalm 34 "The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit."

from the Baha'i Sacred writings:
O God! O God! This is a broken-winged bird and his flight is very slow—assist him so that he may fly toward the apex of prosperity and salvation, wing his way with the utmost joy and happiness throughout the illimitable space, raise his melody in Thy Supreme Name in all the regions, exhilarate the ears with this call, and brighten the eyes by beholding the signs of guidance.
O Lord! I am single, alone and lowly. For me there is no support save Thee, no helper except Thee and no sustainer beside Thee. Confirm me in Thy service, assist me with the cohorts of Thy angels, make me victorious in the promotion of Thy Word and suffer me to speak out Thy wisdom amongst Thy creatures. Verily, Thou art the helper of the weak and the defender of the little ones, and verily Thou art the Powerful, the Mighty and the Unconstrained.
 ~ Abdu’l-Bahá

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