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