One of the Iranian scholars named her daughter of Molana (Rumi) . I also like to share a short poem that I wrote as a tribute to Emily Dickinson:
I see you through your verses, when you stir alone.
I found a way to acknowledge you,
when your soul selects her own society
the wind confirms you
the trees, the earth, the tears
and the people's awakening confirms you.
why I am searching you, if you are everywhere?
Hope' is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all— that's why I say- till there is sun shall not dew parish ....superb