Habit of Love
Majid Ali, M.D.
Being Human With a Habit of Love.
One can walk a path of human-ness only with a habit of love. I say so because I know human nature is essentially addictive.
We humans are slaves of our words. The choice is between:
words of love
or
words of anger and hate.
Here is a short poem from my poetry book entitled Drone Democracy
Thursday
Love is to celebrate,
A crystal without creed,
A dew drop without color,
A raven without race.
A flower without faith,
A river without religion.
Love is to be,
A Muslim on Fridays,
A Jew on Saturdays,
A Christian on Sundays,
A Hindu on Mondays,
A Buddhist on Tuesdays.
An agnostic on Wednesdays,
A nobody on Thursdays.
What day,
Makes my day?
Might it be a Thursday?
A day to be a nobody.
Thursday,
A day for,
The language of silence,
The commerce of compassion.
A day to live,
A day to love,
A day to be true,
Giddy on life,
A day to be a nobody.
Thursday,
A day for,
For trancing in every shrine,
Far, far,
From the mind of the malign,
Softly, sublimating,
Into the heart of the Divine.
A day for love,
A love,
That only soul can refine.
On the way to be a nobody.
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LOVE
My poetry book entitled Drone Democracy is available by phone
at 1-212-873-2444
and at http://www.aliacademy.org.