with strange whispers
she'll shoo away your sanity
little by little
she'll hang you at the edge of the cosmos
and shoo away your privacy
little by little
she'll undress you in the marketplace
and shoo away your notion of respect
little by little
she'll cast wool over your eyes
and shoo away your sight
little by little
she'll stuff your hands with copper
and shoo away your riches
little by little
she'll masquerade in different forms
and shoo away your hopes
little by little
she'll take away your dazzle
and shoo away your colors
little by little
she'll use a hammer
and knock on the fragile door of your heart
little by little
when the door of your heart finally breaks
the ancient light spills in
little by little
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* poem inspired by the Hadith Qudsi "and Allah said : i am with the ones whose hearts are broken"
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