I don't usually write at midnight, but sometimes I get an idea at three in the morning.

Monday, April 11, 2011

Ghazal #1: First draft

How can I make this world
a place of goodness for you ?

Is there somewhere you can fly?
Sail your soulboat away from all that troubles you?

It seems that God has been unkind,
has made the world abhor you.

Yet here we are, together:
Heart to heart, hand to hand once more-- you, 

And I. And somehow in this prayer, this peace,
I find space to explore you.

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