Gift of Rumi breaths in my lungs

There is no God! Says Rumi there is no God

He stops and struggled to say next word

My lungs are on a heavy weight O Rumi

What madness is this

I do the Dhikr all day long “La ilaha Ilelah”

What does it mean?

There is a glass of wine on my table

I have not the courage to touch it

Differentiate the color of glass from that of the wine speaks Rumi

I can neither drink nor leave

I’m thirsty since the day and I fast today as you guide me Rumi

Image of my grandfather comes in my mind and his words

He was a Sufi and where have I gone?

I’m ashamed to think what if he is watching me?

He taught me all the Dhikr and prayers

May my grandpa Rest In Peace I pray for him day and night

What Rumi teaches I saw my grandfather doing it

Where should I go?

I’m lost Rumi

Should I break the glass or should I drink it

I implore Rumi guide me

I close my eyes and say La ilaha Ilelah

La ilah Ilelah , la ilah Ilelah