Marbled Eyes Drip Pearls

Sighs fill the air of the evening, tearful morning prayers flood the skies, plaintive night-time prayers; all are metaphysical keys that lead us to the treasure of goodly desire, the paths and procedures that enjoin us with our beloved. Such is the sacred value of dawn, the moment of divine grace, in response to supplication and painful sufferings experienced during nights of separation and liminality.

- Hafez

The night’s secrets in her arms had only just begun

Yet night was over… Up came the rising sun

Marbled eyes drip pearls down my face as they curl

Twisting light these shining jewels rest in my little ears

So take these bedazzling earrings that twist and swirl

Alas we all know you-are the owner of these tears

Oh crown of lost love, last night and all night too,

They! Allah forgive them

- told me stories about you

Such horrific gossip was you break your promises

It broke my heart that the mind whispered

“… Perhaps it is true”

It’s from الله