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.

What is Yours?

What you think is yours,

is not yours, really.

The past is already gone.

The present cant be touched.

The future already written.

All your knowledge is all, but a grain of sand.

All your experience is all, but a fleeting moment.

All these kingdom, gone in a gush of wind.

Life, taken over by death.

Nothing is yours.

What is yours than?

Who are You, really.

When you understand this,

You are the Sultan of your Heart.


©Luqman.WordsOfPearls.

This Love

Fall in love, leave this world.
Fly towards that secret sky.
Your heart is worth more than a gold-mine,
Give it to no-one but to the One that holds the Secret Wine.

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I am the Sun that rises in the morning,
And the Moon that appears in the night-sky.
I Am in All,
And All is in Me.

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©Luqman.WordsOfPearls.