May our hearts be open and vast like the unfathomable sky,
Beautiful hues of blue, soft and yielding, still and drifting.
Let there be space for those who wronged us and those who we wronged,
For there’s always balance, seen in an overcast sky filled with doom,
Or clear skies driving away the stink of monsoon.
Let there be no loud voices, no separate shores,
Just singing and dancing to merge and disappear into the blue sky of our hearts.
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| The Song of the Sufi Masroof |
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