tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2804897182882990732024-03-14T00:49:52.415-07:00Mafi International | StickleyThis is our world...Make an impact... One life at a time!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.comBlogger87125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-50820123012936746602014-01-30T16:13:00.001-08:002014-01-30T16:21:09.685-08:00Mafi International Celebrating Stickley A living legacy<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-61310584355480621212013-09-23T15:39:00.000-07:002013-09-23T15:39:31.227-07:00Mafi International is introducing: The Village Collection<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: 'Archivo Narrow', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19.5px; text-align: justify;"> A green leader amongst the industry's Eco-friendly sector, Mafi Internationals Village Collection brings together all of the benefits of today's green products into a single carpet. The Village carpets are constructed in the 'villages' of India, where no resources are wasted or corrupted. The wool used to produce each piece is clean and un-dyed, never being exposed to any chemical or artificial dyes. . The Village carpets leave behind the most minuscule environmental footprint. The designs and styles used represent traditional village concepts and are sleek and simple enough for any modern environment.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Archivo Narrow', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19.5px; text-align: justify;">The Village collection is available in 4'x6', 6'x9', 8'x10', and 9'x12'.</span><br />
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<span style="text-align: left;">Mafi International has been serving
the Northwest design community for over 20 years and is now proudly announcing
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0Seattle, WA, USA47.6062095 -122.332070847.2636815 -122.9775178 47.9487375 -121.68662379999999tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-80517677368162904312011-04-04T10:50:00.000-07:002011-04-04T10:50:04.097-07:00CYO ExpressionsAn overview of how the "Create Your Own Expressions" is revolutionizing the industry. <a href="http://micorp.biz/CYO">CYO Expressions</a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-68794660689592837302011-01-06T15:04:00.001-08:002011-01-06T15:04:54.153-08:00Farewell...<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5331000867/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5047/5331000867_da7c787915_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5331000867/">Farewell...</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi</a></span></div>My dear Friends, photographers and artists,<br />It is sad to say, but this will be my last posts for the indefinite future, however I thought I owe a big gratitude to all of you for your inspiration, support and friendship. Here is a token of my appreciation to you all.<br /><br />It is sad Moment…<br />It is time to say farewell<br />trapped in frozen words, I thought.<br /><br />I’ll trance in your memories<br />I’ll dream of a summer dawn<br />holding your hands<br /><br />Not minding the clouds above<br />I’ll walk through the rain<br />Counting the ripples left behind<br /><br />I’ll close my eyes, open my arms and<br />Smell the love planted in my heart.<br />The little thoughts of you<br />fulfilling my soul.<br />…<br />Anytime, anyplace<br />our heart may meet again<br />Searching for each little grain<br />“Of light, color or exposure”<br /><br />A blue moon, a bleeding dusk<br />a season past and going by<br />Or a new dawn kissing the sky…<br /><br />They all told me the story of your life<br />And I told you mine…<br />With each story, we hoped<br />to touch a heart somewhere<br />or reach a soul somehow<br /><br />But now, trapped in frozen words,<br />my feelings are on the run<br />my skin is numb<br />and my eyes in tear <br />For however sad…<br />“it is my time to say farewell”<br /><br />“Cyrus H. Mafi Copyright 2011”<br /><br />Uploaded by CyrusMafi on 6 Jan 11, 3.02PM PST.<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-84475871922494730132010-12-27T21:47:00.001-08:002010-12-27T21:47:49.373-08:00Oath!<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5299384692/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5170/5299384692_9f21eab84f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5299384692/">Oath!</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi</a></span></div>Blazing over my soul,<br />(beyond my drawn out regrets)<br />is the gleaming morning sun.<br /><br />Penetrating deep in my heart,<br />(above my lingering sorrows)<br />is the reflection of her glowing dawn<br /><br />Grieve no more <br />(the perished nights gone before)<br />is the lecture of her glorious light.<br /><br />A virgin canvas of courage<br />(past my enduring fears)<br />is the offering by the scholar of hope,<br />the goddess of life.<br />…<br /><br />The master of my soul I am,<br />(the painter of a new day)<br />She whispered in my ears.<br /><br />I peddle to an unforgettable escape<br />beyond my drawn out regrets,<br />above my lingering sorrows,<br />“and past my enduring fears”<br /><br />“Cyrus H. Mafi Copyright 2010”<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-88255809062730172422010-12-24T12:27:00.001-08:002010-12-24T12:27:23.144-08:00Essence of Joy!<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5288809182/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5210/5288809182_6c2c9ea71f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5288809182/">Essence of Joy!</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi</a></span></div>May the spirit of Love<br />Bring you cherished moments<br />Wrapped in the essence of<br />Joy!<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-54545378766877731412010-12-03T21:23:00.001-08:002010-12-03T21:23:29.771-08:00I am calm… Bay of Banderas Mexico<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5230888418/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5044/5230888418_cf17b5e432_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5230888418/">I am calm… Bay of Banderas Mexico</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi</a></span></div>I trust<br />the dawn and her rising light <br />soothing deep into the ocean of an anxious heart.<br />The crimson tide and her gentle touch <br />washing a solemn emotion to shore. <br /><br />I trust<br />the sun and her tender glow<br />piercing a somber soul.<br />The cloud and her soothing tear<br />longing for a light to shine.<br /><br />I trust<br />the sundown and her secret charm<br />whispering in my ears.<br />The wave and her saltful kiss<br />seeking sweeter lips than the sand.<br />…<br />But above it all,<br />I trust<br />the love and her majestic calm<br />rewarding a restless need to…<br />“forever become one”.<br /><br />“Cyrus H. Mafi Copyright 2010”<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-45683868980286943522010-11-30T20:41:00.001-08:002010-11-30T20:41:55.146-08:00Balance...<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5222952942/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4090/5222952942_37fa1f64c3_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5222952942/">Balance...</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi</a></span></div>I look to life at times<br />And the balance I often miss.<br />…<br /><br />I look to the dawn<br />the heaven and the sea.<br /><br />I look to the dusk<br />the dark and the light.<br /><br />I close my eyes<br />and quietly ponder<br /><br />‘The beauty of life…<br /> is always in the balance'<br /><br /><br />“Cyrus H. Mafi Copyright 2010”<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-61530974518456823552010-11-23T21:39:00.001-08:002010-11-23T21:40:00.344-08:00Plead…<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5203617598/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5048/5203617598_c6f5fc0661_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5203617598/">Plead…</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi</a></span></div>Homeless, cold, starved!<br />Crossing the deserted night.<br /><br />A perishing voice echoes...<br />“Help me make it through the dark!”<br /><br />Weary and drained,<br />His tormented soul<br />already veiled in a sleepless walk!<br /><br />cold and cracked,<br />His wounded spirit<br />already lost in a faceless path!<br /><br />Yet, his pleading voice<br />echoes through the frozen breeze …<br />“Help me make it through the dark!”<br /><br />Cyrus H. Mafi Copyright 2010”<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-35195011176491417702010-11-09T20:27:00.001-08:002010-11-09T20:27:09.022-08:00It wasn’t meant to be…<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5162790389/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1367/5162790389_a34190ef2e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5162790389/">It wasn’t meant to be…</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi</a></span></div>The eagle flew me by<br />Only if I was swift to react, I thought.<br />“It wasn’t meant to be”? Maybe.<br />…<br /><br />My destiny is in the palm of my hands…<br />Rising from the cherished chapters of the past.<br /><br />A moment lost<br />is forever gone however!<br />Trapped in the shadow of a doubt<br />or shackled to my wings, is not.<br /><br />I’m the painter of my “present”<br />The renderer of a moment yet to come.<br /><br />Yet a moment lost<br />is vanished in the dust!<br />Chained to a taunting sigh of<br />“the what’s and the ifs” <br />Tangled in a mystifying notes of <br />“the fate and the fears” is not.<br />My destiny is in the palm of my hands…<br /><br />“Cyrus H. Mafi Copyright 2010”<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-22495282354202732682010-11-01T11:10:00.001-07:002010-11-01T11:10:33.376-07:00trapped...!<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5133460113/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1440/5133460113_976f4cdab5_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5133460113/">trapped...!</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi</a></span></div>Life is a scholar of hope…<br />If only we cared to read her silent lines.<br /><br />Hope…<br />in the veins of a fallen leaf<br />Rapt in an uncertain moment.<br /><br />His glory<br />fell short for the season, maybe<br />His hopes however<br />high, for the moment…<br /><br />I stand in awe<br />admiring his diligent dare <br />trying to break free!<br /><br />Life is a scholar of hope…<br />If only we cared to read her silent lines.<br /><br />“Cyrus H. Mafi Copyright 2010”<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-53572137840082818222010-10-27T20:02:00.001-07:002010-10-27T20:02:37.818-07:00With you..! Nisqually WA<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5121837671/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4053/5121837671_0f96748b75_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5121837671/">With you..! Nisqually WA</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi</a></span></div>Why Fear the change…<br />When in your faith<br />I found the growth<br />to claim my everlasting root.<br /><br />Why grieve the dead …<br />When together <br />We embraced the birth<br />that nourished our blooming life.<br /><br />Why dread the night …<br />When in your arm<br />I cherished the dawn<br />that conveyed a glorious light.<br /><br />Why regret the heartaches…<br />When together<br />We rejoiced the love<br />to reward this incredible calm.<br /><br />Why despair the sorrows …<br />When in your kiss<br />I savored the salty tears<br />that humbled my frozen soul!<br /><br />“Cyrus H. Mafi Copyright 2010”<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-45015493449689851102010-10-23T21:28:00.001-07:002010-10-23T21:28:01.623-07:00Soar...! Ganges river India<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5109051197/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1232/5109051197_316a4b29bf_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5109051197/">Soar...! Ganges river India</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi</a></span></div>On the peak of heaven, I soar…<br />Greet the morning sun…<br />usher her tender smile, I will.<br /><br />On the peak of heaven, I soar…<br />Embrace the conception of a new day<br />embark on her noble voyage, I shall<br /><br />On the peak of heaven, I soar… <br />To hear the inner thoughts of an angel<br />the refuge beneath her calming wings, I seek.<br /><br />On the peak of heaven, I soar…<br />Sooth the somber of my anxious heart <br />“the grace of a rising sun, It may”<br /><br />“Cyrus H. Mafi Copyright 2010”<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-79845055562057644292010-10-19T18:04:00.001-07:002010-10-19T18:04:57.429-07:00Hunt… Nisqually WA<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5098390288/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4131/5098390288_6eb937ea1f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5098390288/">Hunt… Nisqually WA</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi</a></span></div>Today…<br />Hauling a clandestine hope on my back<br />on the skin of earth I will land,<br /><br />starved for a wisdom of an angel<br />I claw a vigorous hunt,<br />among the dirt and the sand..!<br /><br />as the one I seek, resides not in heaven<br />But deep in my soul, <br />close to my heart<br />on the palm of my hand…<br /><br />Today,<br />On the skin of earth I will land.<br />HuntClawing a vigorous hunt<br />among the dirt and the sand...!<br /><br /><br /><br />“Cyrus H. Mafi Copyright 2010”<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-24197137607970639332010-10-15T22:02:00.001-07:002010-10-15T22:02:13.214-07:00Lean on me…!<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5085120053/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4090/5085120053_5713307b87_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5085120053/">Lean on me…! Robertsganj India</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi</a></span></div>How do I wish to let my Love…<br />Fill your soul with tranquility<br />and your heart with passion<br /><br />How do I wish to find in your eyes…<br />my intimate desire for harmony<br />or the longing of a secret kiss<br /><br />How do I wish to find in your arms…<br />A calming refuge<br />When I stray from a path,<br />not meaning to,<br /><br />yet stand tall as a solid tree<br />hoping to be leaned on<br />or yearning for trust…!<br /><br />“Cyrus H. Mafi Copyright 2010”<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-63001136311639401812010-10-13T20:04:00.001-07:002010-10-13T20:04:54.680-07:00Messenger… Lekhania India<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5080251464/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4026/5080251464_259b122d01_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5080251464/">Messenger… Lekhania India</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi</a></span></div>Taken during the monsoon season in India. 48 hours after this shut" "the flood waters ran through many villages in Robertsganj region taking 10 lives and leaving many people homeless<br /><br />…A messenger of love,<br />some say, a rainbow is!<br />passing through your sight,<br />reaching a deep<br />spot in your mind.<br />Whispering gently<br />in your thoughts<br />That in the quite of a mistful moment <br />lies a band of colorful light,<br />waiting to brighten your heart…<br /><br /><br />“Cyrus H. Mafi Copyright 2010”<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-25928041427543295832010-10-09T18:26:00.001-07:002010-10-09T18:26:59.131-07:00Runners..! Mirzapour India<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5066495982/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4131/5066495982_f4e83502ea_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5066495982/">Runners..! Mirzapour India</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi</a></span></div>Their tomorrow is veiled<br />among the vast shades of a ripe soul… <br /><br />Their tomorrow is vague<br />in the depth of an uncertain path <br /><br />…However veiled or vague,<br />their tomorrow is theirs.<br />And it’ll dawn… it always has…<br />…<br /><br />With an undying thirst<br />for a purpose,<br />or a reason “to be”<br /><br />There will be a day,<br />when a speckle of light<br />At the end of a curving path,<br />will await to ease the sorrows of a life <br />deprived from generations past….<br /><br />There will be a day,<br />When they’ll open their souls<br />to let the hope sink in.<br /><br />For an unattended dream today,<br />Will just be…<br />“Another forgotten yesterday”<br /><br />“Cyrus H. Mafi Copyright 2010”<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-23819127737689131812010-10-09T18:05:00.001-07:002010-10-09T18:05:08.428-07:00Runners..! Mirzapour India<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5066495982/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4131/5066495982_f4e83502ea_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5066495982/">Runners..! Mirzapour India</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi</a></span></div>Their tomorrow is veiled<br />among the vast shades of a ripe soul… <br /><br />Their tomorrow is vague<br />in the depths of an uncertain path <br /><br />…However veiled or vague,<br />their tomorrow is theirs.<br />And it’ll dawn… it always has…<br />…<br /><br />With an undying thirst<br />for a purpose,<br />or a reason “to be”<br /><br />There will be a day,<br />when a speckle of light<br />At the end of a curving path,<br />will await to ease the sorrows of a life <br />deprived from generations past….<br /><br />There will be a day,<br />When they’ll open their souls<br />to let the hope sink in.<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-60013731204868153192010-10-02T15:06:00.001-07:002010-10-02T15:06:46.264-07:00Endless...! Agra India<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5045556342/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4088/5045556342_aeeec30e88_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5045556342/">Endless...! Agra India</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi</a></span></div>What a vast journey…<br />Life is!<br /><br />A voyage with a noble direction <br />to attend a purposeful dream, at times…<br /><br />This endless ride,<br />will drift me away to unreachable bends, <br />slowly or harried, at times…<br /><br />Like a train<br />I soar through the peaks and the valleys of life<br />Memories that have passed me by,<br />or visions that are yet to come!<br /><br />Mindful, the echoes of the past<br />offer the control of my destination, at times…<br /><br />Oh…<br />This breathtaking thrill,<br />this tranquil ecstasy<br />to concur the ripples of time…!<br /><br />What a vast journey…<br />Life is!<br /><br />“Cyrus H. Mafi Copyright 2010”<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-74568333016069108122010-09-29T15:34:00.001-07:002010-09-29T15:34:51.029-07:00Voyage...!<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5036994071/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4149/5036994071_0ede58ec52_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5036994071/">Voyage...!</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi</a></span></div>Fear no more<br />When sun, sings the sad song of Farwell…<br />For every dawn,<br />the morning light,<br />offers the promise of a new day.<br /><br />Be sad no more<br />when naked trees, kneel in shame…<br />For the root,<br />Will carry the promise of bloom again<br /><br />Feel pity no more<br />for a lonely rock on a forgotten shore…<br />For in his poise,<br />Every rock carries the dignity of mother the earth<br /><br />… <br />Standing once again, I am<br />at the shore of an endless voyage…<br />Silently, peeling away the chapters of my life,<br />layer by layer.<br />No beginning , No end!<br /><br />Standing once again, I am<br />Witnessing<br />My own never-ending journey to become<br />The light someday…<br />The root somewhere…<br />Or the rock somehow…<br /><br /><br />“Cyrus H. Mafi Copyright 2010<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-13973824187861301742010-09-24T16:12:00.001-07:002010-09-24T16:12:34.503-07:00Reflection...!<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5021725058/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4110/5021725058_44ecd83e30_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/5021725058/">Reflection...!</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi ...Back and Catching up!</a></span></div>Reflection…!<br /><br />Speechless, I stand!<br />As I witness the true poet,<br />Reciting yet another serene masterpiece.<br /><br />…<br />The whisper of her commanding voice,<br />echoes in my thought…<br /><br />…Open your eyes wide,<br />and see the reflection of your soul in mine.<br /><br />…Let go of your guilt,<br />and caress my passionate heart.<br /><br />…Let go of your fear,<br />and trust my blissful touch.<br /><br />…Let go your doubt<br />and escape in this tranquil path to eternity.<br /><br />…<br />The whisper of her commanding voice,<br />echoes in my thought again…<br /><br />…My true love,<br />“Bears no doubt, guilt or fear…!”<br /><br />Cyrus H. Mafi Copyright 2010<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-49332208128647714932010-09-15T11:38:00.001-07:002010-09-15T11:38:23.900-07:00A humble fall!<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/4993893256/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4125/4993893256_f146327d49_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/4993893256/">A humble fall!</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi ...Somewhere in Himalayas!</a></span></div>Only a fool can deny<br />the shiver of a cold stream<br />tendering the curves<br />caressing the bends…<br />The gentle whisper of a humble fall,<br />caved…on a sinister lure.<br /><br />Only a fool can deny<br />the soothing arc of your sight<br />that thaws the heart of a rock<br />and hollows the soul…<br /><br />The hypnotic sway of your neck <br />carving an eternal refuge<br />for a salty yet fragile stroke…<br /><br />Only a fool can deny <br />the strength of your eternal kiss<br />mesmerizing a morning dew, in tears! <br /><br />Yes… Only a fool can deny<br />this seductive dance of the water and land!!!<br /><br />“Cyrus H. Mafi Copyright 2010”<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-47573768418230963922010-09-12T00:48:00.001-07:002010-09-12T00:48:28.878-07:00Gratitude...<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/4981508329/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4091/4981508329_8af56820df_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/4981508329/">Gratitude...</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi</a></span></div>I'm off to India and Nepal again for a couple of weeks... <br />I will Miss you all<br />In the mean time... This is to all of you my dear friends who Continually humble me with your inspiring presence in my stream.<br /><br />Life is an endless stage of our act!<br /><br />We all do our part…<br />We all leave the stage,<br /><br />How enchanting if your act is the one…<br />The one commanding a standing ovation…<br /><br />"Cyrus H. Mafi Copyright 2010"<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280489718288299073.post-25448846963194001122010-09-09T23:10:00.001-07:002010-09-09T23:10:15.065-07:00No fear, No guilt, No regrets…<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/4975644247/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4088/4975644247_0419542414_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cyrusmafi/4975644247/">No fear, No guilt, No regrets…</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cyrusmafi/">CyrusMafi</a></span></div>It’s time to say goodbye<br />I heard a whisper in my thoughts…<br />Let go of the memories<br />Your sorrow will drift slowly<br />the moments will float quietly away<br />As the clouds do in the wind, <br />Time will heal…<br />The voice gently calmed my tears.<br />…<br />I gasped!<br />…<br />How can I forget?<br />the moment we sang in the rain… hand in hand!<br />Danced in the moonlight… eye to eye!<br />Shared our passion in a cold sunrise<br />And a dream in a feverish sundown… soul to soul!<br />Without memories, we will perish and decay…<br />without memories, the scent of our affection will fade<br />the taste of our love will vanish in the air.<br />How can I ever… forget the moments?<br />That taught me to move on…<br />“with no fear, no guilt or regrets”<br /><br />Cyrus H. Mafi Copyright 2010<br clear="all" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17434257921665259142noreply@blogger.com0