In ITs Infinite Names & In ITs Presence Where Words Are Forbidden

That Day (will come)
http://www.untiredwithloving.org/ruba_thatday.html

Explanation of the poem:

Hundreds of thousands of Haitian 8-year olds are not dying without any
impact on our lives. Their tears are the oil for the lantern of our
guidance.

And I step into the darkness of her experience on this earth, and
there is no way to find light unless I burn something to make a torch
and of course her tears burn my Self and the light generated from my
own burning.

My Beloved looks at the world through her eyes, so when she looks at
me, if I was close by her, I would be freed from the bondage of this
world and fly to my Beloved and I would do so in absolute silence
because what is inside her eyes forbids words in ITs Presence.

And all these fancy Sufi books talk about wine and spiritual
drunkenness, here is your chance drink her! She is not a human being,
because a normal human being does not die from AIDS at age eight, what
she is enduring make her beyond and above the angels. The ailment is
distilling her into a pure wine, if you can afford you may drink the
essence and whirl with the dizziness of drunkenness.

When she tells her grandmother she is in pain or she is tired, those
words are from another universe and those who know how to wear the
crown of these words are the kings putting their own Self on trial.
Because she is dying from AIDS and yes we are at fault. Yes we are by
imposing embargos against her country, interfering in her governments,
raising the price of the HIV medicine so she does not afford them and
finally supporting the thugs who sell children as sex slaves in return
for few plates of rice.

Her moans crush the olives of my eyes and the oil of silence and
deafness makes me only hear my Beloved see only my Beloved in mute
depth of blindness.

When she dies the angels will leave dazed and stunned, "Why a pretty
8-year old should die in this horrible manner?" Residing only 180
miles from us in USA we can die with her though some of our Selves may
still continue after we are gone…

--DARA The Eyeless Lion


Keywords: Sufi, Haiti, AIDS, HIV, slaves, Islam, Koran, slavery,
restavek, restavak