A heart gallops, yearning, humming the song of an unseen Beloved
From where my
Intellect’s wings
Burned down
To ashes
My heart galloped
In yearning;
Humming the song of
My unseen Beloved.
Nov 13 2023 | Rabiʻ alakhir 29, 1445
A heart gallops, yearning, humming the song of an unseen Beloved
From where my
Intellect’s wings
Burned down
To ashes
My heart galloped
In yearning;
Humming the song of
My unseen Beloved.
Nov 13 2023 | Rabiʻ alakhir 29, 1445
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