Gushing Forth
We rose from slumber with the clarity of morning in spring
To flowers unfolding the hum of birds as they sing
What can we tell you of life? What a beautiful thing
A rapture torn asunder from the threaded light of the cosmos, delicately up above
A sweet scent squeezed from silk towels dipped in the divine ocean of Love
The chutney of existence
It is the juice, the zest, pesto, and wine in action and thought
Manifesting emotions for those that have - and have not
A remembrance overlooking the city
Grilling salmon on the hibachi
One of my Grandfathers was born in Allahabad
The other one died in Karachi
It’s from الله
