The lights went out yesterday. I thought the candle looked worthy of being found in my quest for beauty. It is now a part of the ever-mounting treasure.
This (below) is a b&w look at the candle and its melting wax. Gives the candle the look of a gothic tower.
I then blew the candle out, and lit it up again. The act of lighting fire - the act of creation: snapped!
Sometimes, it's fun to have the lights out. You see entirely new things. Things of beauty...
Allah is Beautiful, and Hu Loves Beauty!
When the primordial Question, "Am I not your Lord?" reached my perception, I remember, I had said, "Yes! And You are Beautiful! And I love You!" That became the anthem of my soul. Then I was put to sleep. Now I wake up. This is a chronicle of my awakening.
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
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