A Sufi's Prayer

Should I  wrap you in blankets of gold or

Pluck the eyes from the most gracious of gods

Were I to steal the sun from its kingly perch 

The difference would not in turn be found

Here in Spring’s light the wind bites even the deepest of seed

There is life enough for demons

and masks of violent grain

The belly of winter 

Full and undisturbed

Polishing laughter from its bone scattered lair 

It shall return from Infamia soon enough

The wolverine in constant chase

The ever practiced emptiness

 

How I wish I could stay with you forever

But death too plays a deliberate song

And I 

an earthen reed must follow

Let those eyes whom close remain closed forever

and let the opened imbibe

Within this skin we hide as all fishers do 

Though time

Broken to time

Knows eternal flight suffers

 our intended gaze

 

Should we meet in heaven

Remember... 

Remember or again

We will drink our mortality

Together

In infinite unknown

We will wear such cold distant faces

And be lost

As certain as we are bound

Remember this my love

As you become

In mystery  

As you become in apprehension

A spirit of Nile 

Beyond the intellect alone

Forces guide the mystic

And so the very soul that drums the Sufi’s prayer.

Reviews

[Priscilla Sayers]

Such an exquisite soulful voice you always have my Dear Hawk, Although in this there is a depth beyond all others and I have had my breath taken away.... Much Love and Light my sweet Hawk~No way your ligh will ever go out as you are and always will be Larger Than Life. My precious friend

[Perdition]

So now I'm fat..great. Smirks. As always your kindness is fine afternoon tea. And so nice to see you Here again..are you returned to the public eye in prose or verse? YA know what...I'll go looking myself
~ Thanks Canvas!