Like a nomad
She wanders in all my dreams

Living with a fiery passion
In this exuberant world

Her touch thrills life into flowers
Her trailing skirt
Sweeps the whirl of a Sufi’s dance

Distraught over nothing
She lives amongst the stars

She sees through my eyes
She hears through my ears

She weaves words in my mind
And her joy sets them to music.
Music- which echoes from worlds
I never knew existed

Single and alone
In this stillness
This lady with deep eyes
Is a vision to behold.

A lonely blossom-On the stem of love