spring breeze
from the ocean
like motia
on a hot night

like mother’s breath
blowing over
her child’s hot meal

she carries whispered
messages from stars
and stories
of what she has seen

as the sky
pours her out
in a wild
swirling dance, at times
at other times
in long, languorous waves

around my face and body
like poem-strings
of beautiful words
and peals
of soft laughter


27th March 2010.
For more contemporary sufi poetry in english, please visit Sufi Poetry English.

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