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THE EMBRACE: YOU AND I by Zahra Akbarzadeh

We are included in the divine effulgence that permeates the whole cosmos…

We are the same strings connected to other strings from inside to outer infinity. I believe that such a perspective helps us ignore geographical, racial and cultural belief system differences and boundaries, joining us in the unique common essence-infinity that we all share.

By listening deeply to this pleasant cosmic music that is Love, we will all be able to integrate our emerging potentials, and to become united as the best we can be. By finding and following our inner compass: that sacred part of divinity within ourselves, we awaken ourselves to the path leading to our final home, that of infinity.

The Embrace: You and I
by Zahra Akbarzadeh

You're the embrace I rest in
Take me from me to become you

You're the kiss whose flame I light
Touch me in every cell of you 

You're the fragrance of that rose I bloom
You're the garden of me, I'm the garden of you

You're the wine thirsty for the lips I am
Flow me in the vein of you

Who can separate me from you?
When you are me, I am you

No time, no space, nobody
All is all, all is me, all is you



Zahra Akbarzadeh is an Iranian mother and cardiologist living in Tehran with a post-doctorate fellowship in echocardiography. Her article “Cosmic Music: Insights into the Theory of Love" published here, is the ultimate surge for her poetry. You may contact Zahra via Facebook here, or via e-mail zakbar50@live.com







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  1. UnknownApril 20, 2015 at 7:30 PM

    how blessed are the people whose hearts cause them to find you,,,, how blessed are you, divine SiSTAR, Zahra, the inhabit-er of the most wondrous, kind, vast and com-passionate Heart of One,,, How blessed am I to be the embrace you rest in, to be included, re-minded of our one-ness in the One Beloved... eternal love dear SiSTAR

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    1. Zahra AkbarzadehApril 21, 2015 at 2:01 AM

      Thanks dear sister, Shree ! Yes, you are the garden of me, I am the garden of you <3

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    2. UnknownJune 14, 2020 at 9:12 AM

      Brilliant. These subtle words come from the deepest part of a heart, a loving and sweet heart that I well knew from my late-childhood. I well knew your ingenuity of subtle understanding and reasoning, but, these beautiful feelings precisely originates from your gentle spirit show me you are powerful beyond measure. I am watching your rising and praise you from the inside of me.

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  2. UnknownJune 14, 2020 at 9:14 AM

    Brilliant. These subtle words come from the deepest part of a heart, a loving and sweet heart that I well knew from my late-childhood. I well knew your ingenuity of subtle understanding and reasoning, but, these beautiful feelings precisely originates from your gentle spirit show me you are powerful beyond measure. I am watching your rising and praise you from the inside of me.

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