The Blue Mosque In Istanbul, the Blue Mosque, Allah’s shrine of Holy shrines, invokes his Love for all who visit her but once, His holy sign for every faith, to those who heed the call; Yes, raise your eyes on high, and view her vaults and Carian columns so fairly nuanced you’ll fall on your knees... where?... in Allah’s sight, whose Mind is in our humblest minds ensconced. And if you sense that Jesus too is there and Moses from the Mountain has returned, how can the world ignore your every prayer, how can we fail if love is never spurned? Religions of the world must reunite since this, our holy shrine, reveals the Light. Richard Vallance February 28 2019 I was profoundly blessed when I had the great good fortune to visit the Blue Mosque, Istanbul, on April 29 2012. Never in my entire life have I ever ever seen a religious shrine as lovely as this. I was utterly overwhelmed by its sheer glory. If you ever get the chance to visit the Blue Mosque, you should not pass it by. You will be so deeply moved and graced by it that you will never regret for an instant your having visited it. The photo you see here is my own. J’ai été profondément béni d’avoir la chance inestimable de visiter la Mosquée Bleue à Istanbul le 29 avril 2012. Je n’ai jamais vu de la vie un lieu saint aussi beau que celui-ci. J’ai été complètement bouleversé par sa gloire imposante. Si vous aurez jamais l’occasion de la visiter, vous ne devez pas la laisser s’échapper. Vous serez tellement ému que vous ne regretterez jamais un seul instant une telle visite. C’est ma propre photo que vous voyez ici.
Full Measure, a Sonnet for a dear friend The measure of our love is fully gained again, and once again we have ensured our love can never never be restrained, though decades pass. And so it has endured. If you and I had never fallen out we never would have rediscovered bliss; now since it’s certain we are both devout our God ordains our love is not remiss. Since God ordains our love from Heaven’s gate, we may rest assured He loves us dearly, and know no time for love can come too late since in sharing grace we love sincerely. And though we die, we never die in death but share the breath of Heaven’s hallowed breath. © by Richard Vallance Janke Sept. 14 2018; revised Feb. 22 2019