Sadiqullah Khan - A Monk

Travels long unto dust with pouch
Who shall then for the bread dried
Let the break in spirit be the desire
Inner self in enlightenment on the doors
Knowledge gives penance to redeem
Fate of the self is known but for others
One day walk away from the seminary
The monk with broken stalk on the path
Forgotten love instead when arrow
Not the cupid in love but a warrior
For the feet may have carried the burden
Religion is the angels in illusions
Speak holy words in vigils at night
With straightened back the heaviness
Before the light dark circles of doom
Ah the holy waters from fountains
Behind lies the tomb in white marble
Washed from head and up above
Worries bade farewell a while to the soul
Once the whole earth is boded seminary
Of holiness I carry the universe in the palm
My eyes is the temple my heart the tomb
1/10/2009

Sadiqullah Khan

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