A Prayer Rug

Where the sea merges with the deep blue sky Trivial, ordinary moments touch an angelic glory To enter the recognition of eternity. I wanted to gift you an armor , there Never thought of a need for “Kafan.” I saw you crying, An awkward moment, Though eyes do shed tears in pairs, And life goes on with pain and loss. Nevertheless, I wanted to keep my presence hidden. Because, Tears of joy And Tears of pain Are never the same, Although, the same eyelashes get wet with both. I would rather wait for a long...long time To see you Smiling. I am writing a letter to you With a softer light , still, in the eastern sky. I do not want to see you again. You do not need to feel that I am scared too.