Eman Believes in
Not just creating art, but a soul, a one that stirs the spirit and reveals the most beautiful truth within. Eman's paintings, thoughtfully inspired by the evocative poems of Alexander Alegria, transform verse into vivid visual narratives that speak to the heart and awaken the imagination
Work and Life
In the market of life, where souls are sold and bought,We weave two fabrics, one for show, one for the heart.Yet why this separation, this cruel, artificial art?Why split the soul in halves, as if joy and sorrow can be fought?The world taught us to build walls, to box our radiant light,To dim our passions in the workplace, hide our dreams at night.They say stress is the norm, a badge of honor in the fight,But who thrives in this division, who truly takes flight?Oh, beloved, tear down these walls, let your spirit be free,Blend the colors of your life, paint a tapestry.In the garden of existence, where work and love agree,Nurture the seed of unity, let it grow into a tree.No more the hypocrite s mask, the false dichotomy s strife,Embrace the wholeness of your being, in all aspects of life.For in this union of purpose, where business meets soul,You ll find a path of service, a journey to the whole.Blessed are those who transcend, who see beyond the veil,Who use their work as worship, where the heart s truths prevail.Not seeking to be the greatest, nor chasing fleeting fame,But walking in divine light, and living without shame.Oh, to live blissfully different, in a dance with destiny,Not bound by ego s chains, but in soulful harmony.To serve the world with kindness, to help each spirit rise,This is the true success, the gleam in every eye.So let us merge our lives, in this sacred, joyous song,Where every action, every breath, to the divine belongs.In this ecstatic wholeness, where work and love entwine,We ll find our fullest potential, and taste the sweetest wine.
Awakening
In ignorance, he wandered lost, not knowing his true face, From riches and grace, he fell into a dark place. Once precious and pure, like silk woven in splendor, He bartered his essence, made his soul a mere vendor. Ah, how he traded his glory for the common and torn, Silk turned to rags, now tattered and worn. He forgot his light, his divine, vibrant core, Now cloaked in despair, seeking more and more. Awaken, dear soul, remember your luminous worth, In joy and ecstasy, let your spirit give birth. Reclaim your silk, your radiant, pure shine, Dance in the music of the divine.
Awakening
In ignorance, he wandered lost, not knowing his true face,
From riches and grace, he fell into a dark place.
Once precious and pure, like silk woven in splendor,
He bartered his essence, made his soul a mere vendor.
Ah, how he traded his glory for the common and torn,
Silk turned to rags, now tattered and worn.
He forgot his light, his divine, vibrant core,
Now cloaked in despair, seeking more and more.
Awaken, dear soul, remember your luminous worth,
In joy and ecstasy, let your spirit give birth.
Reclaim your silk, your radiant, pure shine,
Dance in the music of the divine.
Silk or Rag
In ignorance, he wandered lost, not knowing his true face, From riches and grace, he fell into a dark place. Once precious and pure, like silk woven in splendor, He bartered his essence, made his soul a mere vendor. Ah, how he traded his glory for the common and torn, Silk turned to rags, now tattered and worn. He forgot his light, his divine, vibrant core, Now cloaked in despair, seeking more and more. Awaken, dear soul, remember your luminous worth, In joy and ecstasy, let your spirit give birth. Reclaim your silk, your radiant, pure shine, Dance in the music of the divine.
Beneath the shadow where whispers reside, A hidden blessing, a guide inside. What wounds your heart, mends its tune, Turning pain to a crescent moon. Darkness is not what it seems to be, It holds the map to set you free. Like a candle born of the night, It shows the way to your inner light. Boundaries drawn with trembling hand, Are paths to the stars, though made of sand. A quest not for walls, but the space between, Where the unseen blooms, serene, unseen. Light and shadow must dance as one, As night surrenders to the rising sun. Listen deeply, oh seeker bold, Under the tree where awe takes hold. Lay your head and let it rest, In the lap of wonder, you are blessed. The heart’s music, an endless stream, Love’s ecstasy, the eternal dream.
In the sea of grey, a sky of hues unfurls, A dance of colors, like love’s eternal pearls. I drift in the ocean, where whispers embrace, Each wave your voice, each ripple your grace. Oh, Mother, your touch makes my heart sway, A melody of forever to brighten my way. The world melts away as your light transcends, Through time and shadow, your essence mends. Breathless, I stand in the warmth of your glow, A boundless love that only you could bestow. You held me close, taught me the skies, Now I see forever through your eyes. In every heartbeat, your presence sings, The echo of joy your memory brings. Your wild laughter, a gentle breeze, A touch of the divine, a soul that frees. Mother, you’ve woven my spirit anew, With threads of love, strong and true. Though you’ve soared to realms above, You left behind an endless love. You are the stars that guide my night, The sun that casts my fears to flight. Forever you stay, not in form but in soul, A sacred bond, unbroken, whole. So hold me still, in whispers, in dreams, In the quiet glow of twilight streams. I feel you near, in the breath of the skies, A love eternal, that never dies. Mother, you are my endless song, Forever within me, where you belong.
In ignorance, he wandered lost, not knowing his true face, From riches and grace, he fell into a dark place. Once precious and pure, like silk woven in splendor, He bartered his essence, made his soul a mere vendor. Ah, how he traded his glory for the common and torn, Silk turned to rags, now tattered and worn. He forgot his light, his divine, vibrant core, Now cloaked in despair, seeking more and more. Awaken, dear soul, remember your luminous worth, In joy and ecstasy, let your spirit give birth. Reclaim your silk, your radiant, pure shine, Dance in the music of the divine.
I prayed for light and found it within, A beacon glowing where shadows had been. I prayed for wisdom, and the silence spoke, A language of truth in the whispers of oak. I prayed for strength and felt the earth, Its roots of resilience, its endless rebirth. I prayed for freedom, and the chains fell away, Revealing the boundless in each fleeting day. I prayed for purpose, and my heart took flight, Dancing with stars in the embrace of night. I prayed for dreams, and they painted the sky, A tapestry of wonder, where spirits fly high. I prayed for courage, and a lion roared, In the depths of my being, where fear was stored. I prayed for clarity, and the mists did part, Revealing the pathways drawn by the heart. I prayed for unity, and saw the divine, In the eyes of a stranger, a soul intertwined. I prayed for forgiveness, and wounds turned to gold, Healing the stories that time had told. I prayed for ecstasy, and found it in song, A melody ancient, where all hearts belong. I prayed for joy, and the universe smiled, A reflection of love, pure and undefiled. I prayed for eternity, and the moment unfurled, Infinite beauty in the simplest world. I prayed for love, and it flooded my veins, An endless river, breaking all chains. So now I pray with open hands, To receive the gifts of life's vast lands. In every breath, in every beat, I find the divine, in myself complete.
I meditate, seeking the gateway to that sublime oneness, yet it eludes me, obscured by the mist of my own hesitations. I listen for the melody that has long guided my spirit—a song spun from the cosmic loom where all souls' threads intertwine, painting the grand tapestry of existence with vibrant hues of love and trials of shadow. As I reflect upon my life's aspiration, it dawns upon me: to traverse the doorway of boundless possibility, where every breath is a brushstroke on the universe's canvas, revealing the vivid colors of my journey. This journey, woven through the essence of being, where light and shadow dance in delicate balance, teaches me the beauty of contrast and the wisdom of the cosmos. Embracing pure potentiality, I surrender, not as one defeated but as one liberated from the chains of my own making. I allow the divine artist within to guide my hand, to create not merely art but a masterpiece that speaks of the deepest truths nestled within the heart of my being. And there, in the act of surrender, I find my true self; I arrive at the home I have always sought—my life's aspiration. It is not a place but a state of being, whole, complete, and radiantly bathed in the eternal glow of love that transcends time and space. Today, though the connection may seem faint, the journey inward reveals the luminous path home, where every step taken in love brings me closer to the eternal embrace of the divine, and every breath in silence is a verse in the sacred poem of my life.
In ignorance, he wandered lost, not knowing his true face, From riches and grace, he fell into a dark place. Once precious and pure, like silk woven in splendor, He bartered his essence, made his soul a mere vendor. Ah, how he traded his glory for the common and torn, Silk turned to rags, now tattered and worn. He forgot his light, his divine, vibrant core, Now cloaked in despair, seeking more and more. Awaken, dear soul, remember your luminous worth, In joy and ecstasy, let your spirit give birth. Reclaim your silk, your radiant, pure shine, Dance in the music of the divine.
You ask of origins, my friend, but behold: I am a breath in the wind, a story retold. I am not just a wave, but indeed the whole sea; In the depths of the ocean, in its vast mystery. Where boundaries dissolve, there, truly, I fly, On wings woven from stardust, across the wide sky. Why tether a spirit to a singular place When the cosmos itself is its true dwelling space? I am the silence in laughter, the calm in the storm, In the heart of the fire, yet I am not warm. I am the lover and loved, the prayer and the shrine, In the echo of God, where the eternal divine. To be bound by the earth is to forget the sky, For I am the infinite, set free to fly. Through the dance of the planets, in the light of the stars, In the melody of love that erases all scars. So let us transcend, rise beyond fleeting time, Where the essence of being turns life into rhyme. I am not from a place, nor a moment confined— I am the eternal dance, the soul unlined. Rejoice in this union, in this joyful embrace, For in the realm of the spirit, we all have our place. In the heart's sacred chamber, let love be your guide, For we are all the ocean, with the divine inside.
Through the midnight veil, I called your name, A whisper to the heavens, a flickering flame. No echo returned, just the silent sea, How did we drift where no ground can be? I reached for the stars, they slipped through my hand, Searching for shores where none could stand. They spoke of reason, of light, of mind, Yet in the cold, no warmth I could find. Oh love, we are frost upon the air, Lost in shadows, yet bound somewhere. Come home, my soul, where the heart does sing, Come home, and rise like a bird on the wing. Once we danced in fields of golden light, No walls between us, no endless night. Now distance grows, a chasm deep, Our shadows stretch, our dreams asleep. Silence blinds; no horizon breaks, Tears like rivers, the heart aches. The rain is kind, though the world feels stark, Its drops embrace the weeping dark. We walk the night, until dawn will gleam, Until love’s truth dissolves the dream. When the storm is gone, and skies unfold, We'll find our hearts, more vast, more bold. We’ll speak as rivers that merge as one, The echo of love in the rising sun. No longer lost, we’ll finally see, That love was the shore beneath our feet.
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