Suf the Wool
Suf….The wool
Keeping all isms behind
A ship sets off to sail
Through unknown waters
Before it is capsized
Drops all attachments and bonds
Being emptied and lighted
Elevates more to sink into self
The truth is that in every one
The soul is the same
At the bottom of the self
The soul is wrapped in wool
Emits the glorious warmth of love
Feels not, only a fool.
To reach a desired shore
The captain needs to clean up the dust and rust
Gathered on the mirror of hearts
It illuminates with the glory of truth
Sees not, only an unfortunate poor.
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