My Transgressions
The glowing sun is just about set
And I have a glass of wine in my hand
A candle burns in a robust flame
My beloved snuggles in my embrace,
There’s a prospect of romance in the air--
And Muezzin* calls the faithful to prayer…
O God
Pardon me my evening prayer!
My evening has blossomed
into a promising night
Her long and lustrous hair swaying
like flower-laden boughs in the wind
Let me drink and imbibe my love deeply,
I know a new day is not going to now dawn…
O God
Pardon me my morning prayer!
*Muezzin: One who summons Muslims
to prayer from the minaret of a mosque.
(An overriding theme of Sufi poets is the expression of the relationship between lover and Beloved, soul and Absolute, using worldly imagery to describe their mystical experiences. Wine refers to the nectar of divine ecstasy.)
~08/21/15
"Only for those NA contest by Edward Ebbs
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