by Zubair Arif Shah
The beauty of dancing blossoms
amidst the drizzling desert,
pouring divine ecstasy
in the empty glass of love.
What love is it
when nature imprisons its fate?
Nature is imprisoned in love,
and love is imprisoned in flesh.
Flying without wings
in the heaven of birds,
and joyously drowning
in sea of souls.
What unites the spirit
is the freedom from flesh.
Love resides in self,
and self-resides in heavens.
The purity of divine rain
kissing the desolate desert,
turns every seeker
smell the fragrance of love.
And when the empty glass
of love spills over,
the entire world ceases
to exist anymore.
(Zubair Arif Shah is undergraduate student at Jamia Millia Islamia, New Delhi.)
