At night, I Whirl

O' Beloved, in my love for you,

all night i whirl.

the prayer mat and
rosary beads i have thrown away

my hands reaching the heavens
soul in rapture.

now the heavens whirl with me,
caught by my drunken gaze

im the envy of birds,
for i fly even higher

with the 'I' spinning into
non-existence,

i look around
in search for Luqman

and Lo! into the arms of the beloved he disappeared
like a drop, into the ocean.



©Luqman.WordsOfPearls.