Sadat Khan Poet Lyric

For My Divine

FOR MY DIVINE

Rumi graces his beloved in trance 
Hears the pathos of that "reed's song"

Every 'fiber' of his making
Speaks loud of gratitude.
Of benign soul -- rested in a calm.
He knows, he can never lose,
As he stays firm. 

He feels to see his beloved 
With soul's vision;
In a magic spell, he utters 


I feel tempted--

Could I ever love like him?
Could I be one of that lucky few?
My dry heart croaks in "saw dust" 
Would I say --
You feel me, and, I am full of you,

There --

Even if the life ends in loss
And tatters like straws.
I will burn in holy glows
Even if my fire goes.

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