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Look My Soul... 
Canan Oner
14.01.2010 a las 13:27 horas, Licencia:
Have Mercy, my Soul
How long will you lament, my Soul, when you know how frail I am? How long will you clamor, when I possess only human words with which to depict your dreams?
Look, my Soul, for I have spent my life listening to your teachings. Think, my torturer, for I have worn out my body following your footsteps.
My heart was my monarch, but now it has become your slave. My patience was my confidante, but under your influence it has become my critic. Youth was my boon companion, but now it reproaches me. And all this has befallen me from the gods. How will you demand more, and what do you crave?
I have repudiated my essence and abandoned the delights of my life. I forsook my glory, and only you remain to me, so judge with justice, for justice is your glory. Or summon death and release your ward from prison.
Have mercy, my Soul. For you have burdened me with a love that I cannot bear: you and Love are a unified force, whereas I and matter are fragmented in our weakness, and can your bonds long persist when stretched between force and weakness?
Have mercy, my Soul. For you showed me happiness from a great distance. You and happiness are on a lofty mountain, while wretchedness and I subsist in the depths of a ravine. Can loftiness and abasement ever meet?
Have mercy, my Soul. For you revealed Love to me and then concealed it. You and your beauty in light, and ignorance and I in the darkness. Can light and darkness ever mix?
You, my Soul, rejoice in the afterlife before it even arrives, while this body suffers from life even while it lives.
You approach eternity in haste, and this body takes slow steps toward annihilation. You do not tarry and it does not hasten; and this, my Soul, is the utmost misery.
You rise toward the heights, attracted by the heavens, whereas this body plummets downward because of the earth's gravity. You do not console it, and it does not congratulate you; and that is rancor.
You, my Soul, are rich with your wisdom, but this body is poor by reason of its instincts. You show it no forbearance, and it does not follow; and that is the utmost wretchedness.
You go in the silence of the night toward the beloved and enjoy his embraces, and this body remains ever a martyr to yearning and separation.
Have mercy, my Soul; have mercy.
Kahlil Gibran
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE PROPOSAL ADELE....
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Para escribir un comentario, regístrate aquí gratuitamenteInez Correia Marques, 14.01.2010 a las 14:32 horas
I too preach often to my soul ,reminding her that The Almighty is her shepperd, reminding her the Almighty is Wisdom to me if I want to hear His voice. Wonderful vision .Inez Correia Marques, 14.01.2010 a las 14:36 horas
Psalm 103
Of David.
Bless the Lord, O my soul,
and all that is within me,
bless his holy name!
Bless the Lord, O my soul,
and forget not all his benefits,
who forgives all your iniquity,
who heals all your diseases,
who redeems your life from the pit,
who crowns you with steadfast love and mercy,
who satisfies you with good
so that your youth is renewed like the eagle's.
The Lord works righteousness
and justice for all who are oppressed.
He made known his ways to Moses,
his acts to the people of Israel.
The Lord is merciful and gracious,
slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love.
He will not always chide,
nor will he keep his anger forever.
He does not deal with us according to our sins,
nor repay us according to our iniquities.
For as high as the heavens are above the earth,
so great is his steadfast love toward those who fear him;
as far as the east is from the west,
so far does he remove our transgressions from us.
As a father shows compassion to his children,
so the Lord shows compassion to those who fear him. For he knows our frame;
he remembers that we are dust.
As for man, his days are like grass;
he flourishes like a flower of the field;
for the wind passes over it, and it is gone,
and its place knows it no more.
But the steadfast love of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting on those who fear him,
and his righteousness to children's children,
to those who keep his covenant
and remember to do his commandments.
The Lord has established his throne in the heavens,
and his kingdom rules over all.
Bless the Lord, O you his angels,
you mighty ones who do his word,
obeying the voice of his word!
Bless the Lord, all his hosts,
his ministers, who do his will!
Bless the Lord, all his works,
in all places of his dominion.
Bless the Lord, O my soul!
Maria Simona Monti, 14.01.2010 a las 15:32 horas
wow, splendid!!!!!!!!ms
Günter Ki., 14.01.2010 a las 15:38 horas
Great words and also a great work, Canan.Text and picture are in a complete harmony.
LG Günter
CsomorLászló, 14.01.2010 a las 15:53 horas
Excellent work Canan , but the text ...trop compliqé pour moi-:))
hugs
CsL
aline64, 14.01.2010 a las 17:01 horas
un cliché merveilleux Canan, très délicat, bravo à toiamicalement
BRYAN CRUTE, 14.01.2010 a las 17:05 horas
Lovely work, the works melt into it.Regards
Bryan
adriana lissandrini, 14.01.2010 a las 18:57 horas
I'm very sorry not to understand the full text of Gilbran, wich I love...Meanwhile, I admire your excellent creation, dear friend..
Hugs Adriana
Rainer Männel, 14.01.2010 a las 19:04 horas
Wunderbar.+++++++
LG Rainer
Deryck, 14.01.2010 a las 19:44 horas
This is excellent work Canan. the poem works very well with the picture. Even stronger with the Psalm that Inez includedDeryck
Segura Carmona, 14.01.2010 a las 19:56 horas
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Anca Silvia B., 14.01.2010 a las 20:00 horas
excellent work my dear..hugs,ancaWiebke Janssen, 14.01.2010 a las 21:00 horas
I know I often told you that a picture is my favorite Canan-Work.. but I have to say it again! Great art with a great title. And I think everyone of us has felt that way, too (more or less often). Hugs, WiebkeIlidio Fernandes, 14.01.2010 a las 21:25 horas
It was a norm day then I step into my roomAnd walked up to a veil of hazed
Draped over the light
Transporting me into another world filled with
Dim of night
Alone in the silent's of the room basking sitting
Staring in a trance at the walls
I hear them weep, with a blank look in my eyes …..
My brain in a freeze someone please set my mind
At ease
Free this blank thought that clutters my brain can't see
Through these hazy rain but I can feel the pain
Striking my heart like a nail in a coffin….
I feel myself coughing fiendish spirits that live
Within my soul
Life is too hard to keep walking through storms
Yet we do
Because we surrender into the mystery
Of the modern day blues
They snaked upon therefore
Drifting into the unknown mysterious of pain
A world existing only within your mind a veil of darkness
You're so afraid
Tonight there's only one thought in mine mind
To make it through
The obscure sumps of the night….
The sun will soon raise opening new
Straggles and strife of
Everyday wanders
You escaped from the sun and into the shade
Played too much with your
Life
You can't sleep a voice whispers
This is not living you better off
Dead
Then another voice utters your first breath of life
Given to you was from the fruit
Of true love
Your life is not your own your soul belongs
To God
But I hear myself screaming Father I Can't make it
Through today
Suddenly a kind Seraphic thought she heard
My cries within my soul and
Felt the moisture of my tears within her bosom
Feeling my pain and desperation, prayers echo through
The walls
A loud shrill cry from the rot of my soul
Sent me an angel to free my soul, from these
Obscured swamps
The dimness of night has turn into light, today I'm
Taking a huge step
I'm going to make it; is hard living in
This cruel world
I'm trying to come out of the gloom and
Stepped into the light
Gratified God!!
I asked to sand me an angel to free my soul
And that kind loving seraphic she plead for me and
Called all the angels from heaven, within
My thoughts i heard a voice
Calling all angels….
Calling all angels please
Free my soul……….
Calling all Angels........
Copyright By Yolanda Hernandez
Aka Morning Star 09/25/03
Mauro Stradotto, 14.01.2010 a las 21:37 horas
Grandissima interpretazione ed elaborazione, mi piace molto!!!!!Un caro saluto ,
con tanto affetto,
Mauro
Adele Oliver, 15.01.2010 a las 0:51 horas
What an amazing combination, Canan ... the image is so beautiful and touches my soul ... and the words are so appropriate. And then Inez adds her Psalm ...a very special evening for me!!!hugs, Adele
Mehmet AKIN, 15.01.2010 a las 11:32 horas
guzel calisma...tebrikleranthony ryan, 15.01.2010 a las 14:24 horas
I am agast with admiration Canan,It's so sad and yet so beautiful.You have created a masterpeace of both beauty and art that would demand centre place on any wall.And with such a touching verseRegards
Anthony
MoniC CHAILLIER, 15.01.2010 a las 15:52 horas
romantic and nostalgic at once!a beautiful image and the text also
amitiés
MoniC
johnphoto, 15.01.2010 a las 18:26 horas
MAGNIFIQUE TOP CLASSE PRO...J'adore!!!
BRAVO.
John
Sally Dunn, 15.01.2010 a las 22:27 horas
What a special picture and made all the more special with the words too. Marvellous Canan.Regards
Sally
José Ramón Miguel, 15.01.2010 a las 23:37 horas
Llena de poesía y de magia Canan, me encanta tu trabajo.Un abrazo
Simona B., 16.01.2010 a las 2:10 horas
Take care of you, Dear Canan"listen your heart"
S.imona
- Fons -, 16.01.2010 a las 15:49 horas
Interesting work........!!Compliments,
F....
Klaudia J, 18.01.2010 a las 12:46 horas
Great work, Canan!Klaudia
Joëlle Millet, 20.01.2010 a las 18:02 horas
Jolie illustration avec une texte très touchant . Amitiés . JoëlleDobla, 21.01.2010 a las 23:01 horas
No puedo votar pero te envio mi estrella personal.Felicidades!!!
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Niccolo Dossarca ( oder auch u.a. JürgenStrötgen oder js ode, 30.01.2010 a las 17:07 horas
gratuliere (vote-nr175 just now!ciao and have a nice we! jürgen
Dobla, 4.02.2010 a las 0:23 horas
Felicidades por esa merecidisima estrella.La mia para ti.
Un beso
Cooper T, 5.02.2010 a las 22:29 horas
It is a wonderful poem of great depth, of this teacher Kahlil Gibran. And your image is amazing. It is tender, sweet and devastating. As the soul. It is a work of art that I remove to favorites. It is very pleasing to find photos like that. Congratulation. CooperFrantišek Prefertus, 7.03.2010 a las 20:54 horas
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Adele Oliver , 30.01.2010 a las 17:03 horas
This image is pure emotion and touches my soul.good luck, Canan!!!