“Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you love” - Rumi
Our hearts are drawn mysteriously
attracted to a force field
by a powerful magnetic pull
we often know not why ~
feels like it’s just meant to be.
Hushed calls from deep within
to reach out and connect.
Be it to a soul or trinket,
will not take no for an answer.
It calls out to us most insistent
like the future holding open a door
or fate working its magic.
We’re made to feel like the tides
gently pulled one way then the other.
That’s our soul leaning towards its wants
~ telling us in not so many words
the path we are meant to follow.
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Submitted on October 26, 2025 for contest RUMI QUOTES sponsored by SOTTO POET - RANKED 3RD
and January 12, 2026 for contest YOUR LOVE PULLS ME sponsored by ANOUCHEKA GANDAGISSOON - HONORABLE MENTION
Tingly skies full of surprise oh how I love when with surmise,
the little rascal aims his dart as if it were, poetic art !
Unpredictable seas with droplets that spray oh how the sharp rocks being where they lay,
Affects how sea nymphs stalk and capture their prey as if it were, a play !
Restless winds pervade the air oh how the clouds suggest a dare,
Looking like sheep jumping over fences oh how it stirs the sky and senses !
Crackling fire illuminating the shadows of the night oh how with mysteries of the light,
Animals will watch the humans make camp as if each camper is, a scamp !
Powerful gaze holding years of hope oh how with vulnerability and the will to cope,
Looks knowingly into the void as if it were, a mental sanctuary to be employed !
Unstoppable magnetism attracts us to one oh how unexpected, powerful and fun,
When cupid’s arrow aims for you, there isn’t much that you can do !
Feeling, not thinking, awareness unblinking,
imagining God as the cosmic gong Om,
in tranquil silence, our head with heart linking,
we are in bliss mists drenched, wherever we roam,
emotes in praise of God, in the void inking,
at peace in our heart’s cave, which is our true home.
Silent bliss thunder rises from deep under,
imbibed by our presence in childlike wonder.
in life’s last lap
imbibe rapture
but cap desire
The moment you walked into the room,
we were so in tune—
I felt our breaths shaking,
hearts palpating,
hesitant smiles,
twinkling eyes.
Silence engulfed us:
charged, erratic, uncertain,
But still, my feet moved toward you—
like a moth to light,
waves to shore,
bird to sky,
a destination to a long lost traveller,
home to a vagabond's scattered thoughts.
-Vagabond
dissolving time
finds soul climbing
in rhyme sublime
The night doesn’t have a forever hold,
We’re not subservient to the embrace of shadows,
Light is not perpetually cloaked from our windows,
There’s an emancipation towards redemption.
Something pulls us to a higher plane,
There’s a vacuum in us longing to be filled,
They’re cracks in us desiring to be healed,
We’re in constant search of the extraterrestrial.
There’s a call from the deep,
There’s a spiritual gathering,
Hearts that are victims of weathering,
Souls seeking celestial grace.
There’s a pilgrimage towards an eternal door,
Something gnaws at our erring hearts,
We’re not self-driven carts,
The Divine summons our awakening souls.
May 14, 2024.
Deliciously
Introverted
Voices
Intervene
Neophytes'
Evolution.
Magnify
Another
Ganglia
Now.
Expressing
Tremendous
Internally
Suppressed
Moments.
Oh God, in your benevolent presence I find,
A tranquil haven for my troubled mind.
Even when I stray far from your view,
I feel a divine magnetism pulling me to you.
At times I feel how thankless I am
And wonder if not my piety, a mere sham?
My heart rises up to heaven
Whenever I am in severe pain
But sadly, I forget you,
As soon as I am through.
Sooner when I overcome my strife,
You bless me with a fresh lease of life
You send down beams of light,
Into my dark and dreary night.
You glue up the shards,
When I am broken and at odds.
You lovingly pat me on my head
And take away my dread.
You put a smile on my face,
Even on losing my race.
Each time when I cry,
My tears you gently dry.
When I fall down under the weight,
You come to me and gently lift
When I drift without direction,
You show me the way with affection.
Your light never fails to guide.
With you, how safe I feel inside.
You supply me with all I need.
You are my life’s greatest comfort, indeed.
Give me grace ever to stay within your magnetic field
To seek your whim and to temptations, never yield
In the realm of Divine magnetism's power,
What lies within, shall draw its alike flower.
God's essence, our beacon, pure and bright,
Resides in us, a guiding, steadfast light.
Like attracts like, the energy aligns,
A symphony of souls, in like spirit binds.
Within our hearts, the power soars and gleams,
In unity with God, we find our dreams.
Let go of fear, embrace the love within,
For in that space, true miracles begin.
Our higher power, a force beyond compare,
Guiding us with His grace, in life's grand affair.
So heed the call of our Divine when it starts,
Embrace the truth that lies within your heart.
God's presence, a treasure pure and deep,
Live in harmony, His love to keep
Without His presence within your heart
Your lives will surely fall apart
Ask Him in to stay this very day
He will guide you in all you do and say
Divine magnetism power,
where like will attract like;
and souls open like a flower,
magnetism alike.
And the pure of heart twine,
with calm truth of divine;
spiritual entwine.
With boundless abysm;
divine magnetism !
What we radiate to the world,
our beauty and words;
will a thousand times be unfurled,
like sweet fluttering birds.
Let your heart surrender,
be a person kinder;
just listen and ponder.
Let your truth swirl and twirl;
radiate to the world !
Who said it was blue? When I think of
A window, it is not the colour of grapes;
Nor is it a long stretch of morning field;
Also not a nighttime movie of galaxy film.
Who said red was the colour of deep
Dungeons, not the ground far far above;
Too wrapped up in solemn holiness.
Not me or you or somebody else.
Interesting, I seep through poles there and
Another here, some static phenomenal and
Yellow-like excitement which is bouncing one
Step and two step of our corneas.
DIVINE MAGNETISM
There’s an attraction, North to South
Embracing the original source of love
And almost a sweet taste in the mouth
Whether from each other, or above
For some, the magnetism is unknown
No olive twig in the beak of a dove
But since then, much time has flown
Yet the strong pull, from pole to pole
It is evidence of that love first shown
It’s divine magnetism, deep in the soul
And being drawn together is our goal
Quote by Author: Each one of us owns a spark of the Infinite,
and since the soul is imperishable, we can go on forever !
Every thought and every action causes a reaction
and since your life is a magnetic field
your energies are the catalysts for creation and devotion.
If you are kind, sincere, accepting and possess self control
then you will attract positivity in your life.
Your positive behavior and rightful speech is a reflection
of your soul's power and its infinite ability for goodness.
You are most capable of affecting others with authentic
karmic genuity,
if you live everyday with purpose and benevolent intention.
As God's assistant I feel the need to speak up. She/he/everything is magnetically attracted to all things seeking His/Her/Everything's help. She/he/everything does not discriminate, filter, judge who is deserved of his/her/everything's attention. She/he/everything is operating fairly willy-nilly, though directing most of his/hers/everything's powers towards those pleading, needing, and bleeding for it (macabre, I know, but the boss's preferred phrase).
It's just hard, hence the need to speak up. Hard having her/him/everything pick the winners and losers. At this point I just let the boss roam like a roving wild bull. Going at it all. It's the way he/her/everything prefers. And I'm not about to be fired. Even though she/he/everything told me he/she/everything could never do that.
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