Sufi

The rhythm divine puts me to peace,
the song playing through my soul.
Nothing begins nothing ends,
as I hibernate into the whole.

An ego thats no longer mine,
this state of unknown becomes my being.
A recess exists some place within,
thats still so pristine, yet so deep.

I fold into it, and cuddle the white.
Rock me thus. I fall asleep. I love the music.
Let it play. As i live. As i breathe.

The rhythm divine, when I sleep, my soul awakens.
I love the scene. The myriad bits. A kaleidoscope.
But I am jolted back.

A broken dream, a broken dream.