March 3, 2007
Love Lost…
Sitting in a corner,
Reminiscing,
A heart is torn,
The eyes sob,
The self mourns.
Realizing now,
Mistakes that were made,
How could it slip from his hands?
No one answers,
No matter how much this lover demands.
She was the nur of his eyes,
The reason for his sight,
Without her he is blind,
Aimless,
His destination he cannot find.
What to do?
The murid asks the shaykh,
“Seek her out [...]