Layli est la bien-aimée dont écrit Bahá'u'lláh dans les Sept Vallées. Elle représente Dieu qui est l'objet de l'Amour ultime. Bonne écoute!

Ce poème parle de l'architecte du Temple bahá'í de Chicago. Bonne écoute!

Pour l'instant j'ai délaissé la musique et la poésie anglophone pour me dédier aux vers francophones. For now I'm concentrating my efforts on French poetry. Later will the come back of music and English poetry be done. Even a mix of the two languages in verse. Ce poème reflète l'impuissance du poète devant son Créateur. This poem reflects the impotence of the poet in front of his Creator.

Le peuple d'hier et d'aujourd'hui verra le Jour.

Ceci est l'engrave de la souffrance vers les délices de l'esprit.

Ceci est mon dernier poème en français. Il s'agit de l'attente d'une guerre mondiale si crainte. This is my most recent poem in French. It's about waiting for a world war so dreaded.

This is a shot of the roof experience.

This the continuum of the book.

This is continuum of the reading of extracts of Bahá'u'lláh's Common Sense, my book that you can find on the following site: issuu.com/jalalsunstrum.

I just came back from a pilgrimage in my own city, Montreal during this Passover. I prayed in the United Saint-James Church where Abdu'l-Bahá, the elder son of Bahá'u'lláh, who ascended to Heaven a hundred years ago and gave a speech there around one hundred and ten years ago. This short song is dedicated to His memory.