You speak of Night When I speak of Day While really Allah-of-Thousand-Hands Holds us as Qalams Writing about Today

A gloden key Falls on the ground Its chime sounds a “Yes” I pick it up And open my heart. Dreams smile A thank you smile “Now let me show you something” Says one of them As it grabs me With its paw And fly us Away

My heart shred open and cried: “Let me love you!” I told him: “Never again will you need to cry like this.” Today, On a red sea we sail And when he shouts: “We go kiss the Moon!” I answer: “Aye Captain!”

My heart, So little, Is full of secrets

As I wander in His garden Leaving my thoughts in the play-yard I see Him here and there, Everywhere So I stop And say to this Tree: “You are really incredible!” For all answer He gives me A curl I stick on the corner of my mouth And bear it proudly As I wander again

The little fire Steps in joyously Just as the Beloved Told Her In her eyes of ember I see Him laughing And roaring: Did you forget about Me ?

Kavi writes Our names In a book he calls The Gift His eyes Filled with thousand lights Keep looking at his work And he says: “Whatever word I may write, It always turns into this same one: L o v e ”

I am a word And eyes pass by Me This Story makes no sense