(((∞)))
If you want to
listen to my heart
yet you cannot
then play your drum
in front of the All
let your rhythms
find me
amongst the many
I will hear yours
If you want to
renew me
with food you create
yet you cannot
then cook n prepare
for the All
let your fired spices
fill the air n find me
amongst the many
I will smell you
If you want to
heal me
yet you cannot
then make your salve
for the All
let your craft
n medicine find me
amongst the many
I will pray for you
If you want
to give me refuge
yet you cannot
then make room
for the All
let your sanctuary
hold space
for friends n family
I will be your sentinel
If you want
to touch my skin
yet you cannot
then dance
in front of the All
let your breeze find me
amongst the many
I will feel you
If I want
to listen to your heart
yet cannot
I will play my drum
in front of the All
I will know yours
I will hear you
I will smell you
I will pray for you
I will be your sentinel
I will feel you
I will know you
~ hsh © 032418
(edit 021224)
This Art image has been computer generated through A.I., my I.T. mentor Robb and myself.
~ hsh © 021224
Mevlana = Bahramji & Mashti- NEY.
In truth everything and everyone
Is a shadow of the Beloved,
And our seeking is His seeking
And our words are His words...
We search for Him here and there,
...while looking right at Him.
Sitting by His side, we ask:
'O Beloved, where is the Beloved?
~ Rumi
It still feels weird for me to receive any kind of credit for the words you provide the AI that lead to such fascinating images. I will graciously accept it nonetheless, because you wisely noted that the words we’ve exchanged played a role in making it possible, and I appreciate the gesture.
For my part, I’d also like to express gratitude by sharing some of that credit with all the artists and creators for their part in humanity’s corpus of art that expresses our culture, traditions, and legacy. The AI learned from them. They make it possible for people to make visual art with words.
Thank you for sharing!