Parallel lines in theory meet
In infinity
As two souls bound in this life might
In eternity
O joyous theorem! O blessed text!
This is Love’s equation, nothing less
Which governs this world and the next.
When first I saw You in the garden framed
By marigolds and moonlight
My eyes unwilling to look elsewhere
My heart unbidden chose my fate.
Like diamonds slowly formed
Yet holding light
From the first morning
Love infinitely abounds
And is eternally ‘aborning.
- Irving Karchmar, 2007
Posted by darvish 
You Are Christ’s Hands
December 18, 2009Salaam and Greetings of Peace:
In the joyous and loving spirit of Christmas, and to celebrate the birth of Jesus, or as he is know in Islam, Isa ibn Mariyam (pbuh), a poem by one of His sainted devotees.
You Are Christ’s Hands
Christ has no body now on Earth but yours,
No hands but yours,
No feet but yours,
Yours are the eyes
Through which look out
Christ’s compassion to the world;
Yours are the feet with which he is to go about
Doing Good.
Yours are the hands with which he is to bless
Humanity now.
- Saint Teresa of Avila
Ya Haqq!