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- rumi
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ਬਾਬੀਹਾ ਅੰਮ੍ਰਿਤ ਵੇਲੈ ਬੋਲਿਆ ਤਾਂ ਦਰਿ ਸੁਣੀ ਪੁਕਾਰ ||
ਮੇਘੈ ਨੋ ਫੁਰਮਾਨੁ ਹੋਆ ਵਰਸਹੁ ਕਿਰਪਾ ਧਾਰਿ ||

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.

Don't go back to sleep.

You must ask for what you really want.

Don't go back to sleep.

People are going back and forth across the doorsill

where the two worlds touch.

The door is round and open.

Don't go back to sleep.

- rumi

Perfect moment to post this picture. I love the look on his face!

My pro account expired yesterday. I can't believe two years have already passed! Where, oh where(!) does the time go?

Pictures will be back up soontime =)

More of Baby S here - www.kaurflicks.com/2011/12/the-yummy-baby-s/

I’m not always full of jealousy when I see the others basking in your grace. Sometimes, if I concentrate hard enough, I can still remember that exact feeling. As I gaze across this vista, those blessed few, through their sights and sounds allow me to access my memory store; for the days when it was I, the participant in this most magnificent of productions.

In this sliver of time, I can only manage to vaguely remember this bliss. I know this recall only comes finitely, so allow me to rejoice. Allow me to remember when the wind would talk through my leaves and give me your message. When the rain would fall drop by drop and shower me with your grace, when the transient birds would lend me their vision so I could see your vast creation. Even my roots retain their memories of your once over flowing waters. Oh the nostalgia.

And just like that, as I try to dig deeper and take pleasure in these memories, my time expires. I am brought crashing back into my existence. Father, if this was my eventual situation, why did you grant me the initial bliss? It would have been easier for you to not give me anything so I could not have known of your potential. But beaten, desiccated and shriveled, I can only languish here while I ask you to grant this old, fading mortal one more wish;

ਕਹ ਪਿੰਗੁਲ ਪਰਬਤ ਪਰ ਭਵਨ ||
keh pi(n)gul parabath par bhavan ||
How can the cripple climb up the mountain?

ਨਹੀ ਹੋਤ ਊਹਾ ਉਸੁ ਗਵਨ ||
nehee hoth oohaa ous gavan ||
He simply cannot go there.

ਕਰਤਾਰ ਕਰੁਣਾ ਮੈ ਦੀਨੁ ਬੇਨਤੀ ਕਰੈ ||
karathaar karunaa mai dheen baenathee karai ||
O Creator, Lord of Mercy - Your humble servant prays;

ਨਾਨਕ ਤੁਮਰੀ ਕਿਰਪਾ ਤਰੈ ||੬||
naanak thumaree kirapaa tharai ||6||
Nanak: by Your Grace, please save me. ||6||

- B

"It may be that when we no longer know what to do,
we have come to our real work,
and when we no longer know which way to go,
we have begun our real journey."

Wendell Berry