Friends of the Way
I found you along the way
We’ve shared and discussed our heart’s dismay
Through your company bolted doors were made ajar
As Zulaikha’s passion, as Shirazi or Attar
A version of white sorcery
Your silence in friendship was surely no trickery!
As I burnish and rays strengthen
The lotus in you begins to open
Our bond increases
You begin to share, to unveil
The Secret Stare
You turn and begin to burn- while I glare
We take turns to burn
Is it an irony that we feel the same?
No! Surely this is truly a lovers’ game
In a shower of gentle raindrops
We dance in puddles of reflection
Surrounded by His mysterious protection
Unaware of who is who
Gaze down now to view the reflection
A peek at the height of love’s perfection
I see Me
You see You
We see Him
How could this be?
As in reality we only see ONE imagery!
We’ve unlocked the key to our own Mystery
The Truth WE see