SO LONG!
SO LONG!
Sufi, my Moslem friend
Let's pretend
that the world is a long poem
with Quarter-tones and tambourines,
Whirling children, women and gentlemen.
Sufi, my Moslem friend,
Let's pretend
and turn gold into dust,
tears into silver streams,
thoughts into frozen mountains
every meaningful gestures
into an alchemy of creation.
Creating peace, joy and laughter.
Sufi, my Moslem friend
Let's pretend
that you are an unfinished verse
a fish out of water
a sealed book from the nearest lending library.
So, I return, and pay the over-due fine.
Sufi, my Moslem friend,
Let's pretend,
to read...and turn water into wine.
Cross into Crescent
Chaos into peace
Love into laughter...
So, Long!
By: Chandi Sinnathurai (also published in Axisoflogic)
Sufi, my Moslem friend
Let's pretend
that the world is a long poem
with Quarter-tones and tambourines,
Whirling children, women and gentlemen.
Sufi, my Moslem friend,
Let's pretend
and turn gold into dust,
tears into silver streams,
thoughts into frozen mountains
every meaningful gestures
into an alchemy of creation.
Creating peace, joy and laughter.
Sufi, my Moslem friend
Let's pretend
that you are an unfinished verse
a fish out of water
a sealed book from the nearest lending library.
So, I return, and pay the over-due fine.
Sufi, my Moslem friend,
Let's pretend,
to read...and turn water into wine.
Cross into Crescent
Chaos into peace
Love into laughter...
So, Long!
By: Chandi Sinnathurai (also published in Axisoflogic)
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