I have birthed the spiritual crisis I was meant to have. The promise of a pending love quickly came back to me and my mind became sorrowful. I felt like a small bird being tortured by the smoke of a chimney that I thought would keep me warm after a long day’s flight. I am…
I thought I had you back with me, but you have handed me a book and asked me to read. I can hardly see you beyond this cross, your voice becomes engulfed in a speech foreign to me that my mind immediately rejects. It scares me that this is you. I don’t want to lie…
The writer in love enters the world of sufism. I wage war against any and all, any and all who wish to submit me. They don’t understand the soul. They might speak of philosophy, the coward’s way. I say, walk through fire instead, I dare you to fall and stay in love. I dare you…