A doorway appears in my mental physics, exiting as quickly as it just visited.
Tag: Prose
The Sufi’s Soul Surfing Eye
I will always be there for a silent suggestion winked the Twinkle in the Sky . it mocked my eye . the sufi’s soul surfing eye as a canon music mystic you pay mystic to the Indian Sky sufi for sutification that’s why the sufi’s soul is its delivery the essence aromafies the memory
How Much Sun Can Grow In The Flower Of An Endless Bloom?
The Son of the Seed The Sun inside Me The mutual identity The seedling of Kings The steer of rays The lay of the rain The foreground of days Sprout inner master blades The fertile fuels My fragrance As the Sun reflects My conscience The flower knows no escape except The beauty it knew to…
Guardian Angel Lotus
Walls, sacred walls Say what you mean or not at all Guard your heart through your mind Let your heart lead aligned
Enigma’s Son
take me away in of and far away peaked in grandiose links of fate i fear to wait in the alleyway of the gates the Dream is real the myth is One the Godhead of comfort, Enigma’s Son
Aubrey's Arch 