Monday, October 20, 2008

Whirling Dervish

The wind lifts the scarf

sending it into the breeze,

joining air and sand.

My thoughts are scattered

like a whirling dervish onto the desert plains

no one knows, how it goes,

nor knows where it lands


M Junaid said...

“Turn toward that which transcends direction.” - Rumi

Anonymous said...

beautiful :)

Shameema said...


Anonymous said...

o the ways to attain nearness...