Mutakalim Posted April 23, 2004 In the emptiness of a flute a silent wind swept through echoing out a slow melody which this fire burns to Its scorching flame awakes the sun the scars of night cleaved apart by the horizon bleeding upon lost autumn leaves the cries of the flute increase burning the lonely leaves as it please scattering them like ashes through my veins Oh you golden saffron flower dressed in thorns.. Burn me Ever since I saw the veil on your face the curiosity of what lies beneath became ablaze I ran through the valleys of night to perhaps find your burning light like a falling star lifetime flashed by me slowly my moon was buried in solitude’s sea now the gloomy waves move my cry.. Burn me Washed up on a lost island I silently stretched forth my hand touched only by the whispering breeze as I prayed there on my bare knees through the flute moaned the soul’s hunger the unspoken words bore no longer screaming out all the pain.. Burn me My love burns even this fire that inside me blossoms just higher see the agony that in my eyes glow tears of betrayal from its depths flow the water of my life is drowned in hate that even the gazelles lament my state I cried once and a thousand more will come.. Burn me Don’t ask how long I shall burn as purity is the only thing I yearn the path of love are not for the weak tranquillity you may somewhere else seek a true lover knows only pain and so he is called insane now let the weary-hearted flee as my soul longs to be set free Burn me.. By Brother Ehsan; a true mystic. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
