Revering the beads As we whisper, counting Sacred names, the greatest of words Immersed in each rotation (Or dreaming through it) We forget that real power Lies in the thread That holds the beads together Allows them to flow over our fingers Just a fragile thread Finite, a circle of infiniteness
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The Humble Beads
The Humble BeadsWhispering lips Wrinkled fingers Roll the smooth beads ....Awe ....Respect ....Humility The moment when from him we came Until to him we return Not a leaf stirs Without his knowledge The power of one He is greatRhythm altered Beads slide with purpose Over the unifying thread ....Gratitude ....Beneficence ....Mercy A time to count … Continue reading The Humble Beads
SONYA KASSAM 