Opportunity
Opportunity

In that one precious moment when our paths cross
Perhaps for the first and last time in our lives
We can still offer each other a fragrance of love
Even if it’s just a smile
Without any reason except that we are here together
Sharing this moment in eternity

Arwa Qutbuddin

Arwa Qutbuddin is a poet, a nature-lover, a soul-searcher, and a philosopher, and is inspired by the strength of the human spirit. She loves hugging trees and thrives on building relationships. She comes from the Muslim Bohra community and feels blessed to have received the gift of sincerity and spirituality from her parents. She is a mother of five beautiful children. Writing poetry has been her passion; she writes to heal, to feel and explore the world of feelings, to appreciate and bow to life’s mystery: the light and the darkness. Her recently published collection of poems, Water my Soul, is a reflection of her inner journey. She is a student of the Masters program in Psychology at the Harvard Extension School, and the Mindfulness program at Lesley University. As a teacher of Islamic philosophy, she is inspired to explore the practice of Mindfulness and Positive psychology as tools for healing and bridging the gap between religion/spirituality and science.

Ouevre

Perhaps

Poetry by Arwa Qutbuddin

Perhaps we need to shatter and scatter so that we may trace our way back inward slowly – breath by breath – into the wholeness of existence And as we...
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One into the Other

Poetry by Arwa Qutbuddin

The cup of tea I make for you Has something in it of the rustling leaves I saw yesterday while lying under the trees Their gentle movement stirs itself through...
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Stars & Promises

Poetry by Arwa Qutbuddin

My body like a leaf quivers in the warm midday breeze I feel the energy vibrate into me and through me Revitalized, I be The wind passes I bask in...
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Anthology

All That is Given

Poetry by Frank Golden

Hard wind on the turn at Cappaghmore. You drive on, on the cusp of light, along the old road past Mortyclough. To think it’s taken me a lifetime to cool...
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Genuine praise

Poetry by Maura Horkan

What is my way to praise? To turn towards my one who hates This part of me that gives up and lies down and accepts death so easily I say...
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आज हमने फिर से एक कमाल का करिश्मा देखा


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Poetry by आज हमने फिर से एक कमाल का करिश्मा देखा

आज हमने फिर से एक कमाल का करिश्मा देखा ख़ुश्क, प्यासी, तपती धरती के सीने मे, अचानक पता नहीं कहाँ से कुछ बादलों ने ढ़ेर सारा बारिश का पानी उढ़ेल...
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