The Iris Of Your Heart Poem by Denis Mair

(for images and words* posted by Danaé Écarlate, Dec.4-9,2024)
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In 2015 I visited Konya for a few days to pay respects at Rumi's shrine. Each night in my hotel, I dreamed of a red sphere. I could feel that it was the source of life and love, but it was indeterminately distant and obstructed by a gritty haze. While walking around Konya I also saw it several times in a waking dream! It is unusual for me to see repeated images in dreams, much less to have waking dreams!

The one who thirsted for light tastes the light's strength. He knows the smokiness that obstructed it and celebrates its overcoming of distance. He has the patience to look for it and holds himself in readiness. What he thought was darkness turned out to be transparency.

By forces tilted across the dividing line of a fraction... in the soup of embodiment, he tastes this flashing moment...whirled far from where he began by love's grace, riding an explosion of forms into infinity... this beckoning image of the abyss opens for him.

Reading her texts and viewing her pictures, his hairs stand on end---- 'horripilation.' It is amazing that they both dreamed of such images.

These are true dream images, independently verified by an unknown number of dreamers!
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* {Words of Danaé Écarlate}
[upper left panel]
"The ‘poet, ' a sometimes wounded bird, prefers the heights of his soul to the lows of success.
His words, fragile jewels, refuse to be exchanged for current currency.
He carries in him a secret world, a closed garden that he does not want to open to all winds.
He's a wanderer of words, refusing the beaten paths and pre-established maps."

[upper right panel]
"Fraction of eternity, infinity heart
Limitless, weightless, in the abyss of Love
In the carnal pulp of the moment, a universe explodes
No burden, only the drunkenness of being." (Danaé)
"We are the ocean of the night filled with sparks of lights;
we are the space between the fish and the moon,
while we are sitting there, together." (Rumi)
"Your iris or your heart? " (Eric Gaffet)
"The iris of your heart" (Danaé)

[lower panel]
"A shout out to the universe
A Heart on Fire
Love, the source of light
Watering the deserts
The Entire Nature
Answer this call."
"When I was in Konya I had a spherical illumination inside me, I thought it must be some kind of ancestral trance that was penetrating my imagination because I was interested in Soufie dances."

[Dec.7th]
"My love, my ancestor, my first breath
In the crypts of the Heart, an immortal treasure
Before the world, before words, he was there
A vibrating silence, a primordial echo
My love, my mirror, my infinite reflection
In the meanders of time, he remains
Fixed and immortal star."