I have wondered what he is? how is he?
He aspired to be a disciple of Rumi
A hundred thousand flaws restrained him
The broken sage fell in love with Galatea
restained or restrained?
I love the metaphors. The “milk white” one, milk being noor and the one with noor in his heart…I’m just rambling.
Thanks for catching the typo. I love metaphors too. Previously he was broken, he is now shattered into a million pieces.
I really love reading your posts but it seems a lot of them are over when I’ve only just wet my appetite. It would be great to get more of an insight into what Aliana thinks even if it happens to be ‘stream of consciousness’ type writing stuff.
You’re obviously very intelligent, witty and articulate but it seems you’re shy about giving a bit too much away.
Beautiful poem straight from heart
when i can meet such traveler
shattered pieces of love unseen
will you ride the horse to
pick up a companion fighter
finding the way to rumi’s konya
of light, freedom and discovery ?
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