Are Those with Open Doors Fools?

I had learned one day that hearts are in the hands of Allah.

Today, on my journey with Imam Ghazali,
the most beautiful of birds described in an encompassing melody,
the magic of the moment blended with the unknown words of zero,
inspired by such a precise hit.

What could be the wise remembrance of a farmer sowing seeds?
Leaving behind tranquility, I wanted to run,
like particles of nobility coming together,
pouring into the cup with the reflection of mysterious secrets.

Is it a talent to voice from this darkness where even hope has fled?
This discovery in the shadow of loves created in time,
a step away from worthlessness, hello,
millions of greetings to the mystery of the horizon,
while the universe is drowned by the flood of forgotten love,
at the feast of gods, the established mise-en-scène…

05.09.2021