Fakir Blesses A Writer-Singer Couple Poem by Sumita Jetley

In the quiet of dawn, they whisper, 'Let's go! '
To lands where silent words freely flow.
Meher's saree dances to the silent tune,
Kabir's voice fills the void, a spiritual boon.

Together they ride, to the farmhouse they glide,
In silence they sit, with nothing to hide.
Their hearts converse where words dare not tread,
In the language of the soul, unspoken and unsaid.

At their fakir's feet, they find their retreat,
Where sama's melodies make the incomplete, complete.
Words float in air, only sufis truly hear,
A sacred echo of the divine, so clear.

Across seas to London, where lights dimly glow,
Meher watches Kabir, their friendship on show.
His song grips the night, her prayer takes flight,
In the throng of the crowd, their spirits unite.

Under the moonlit sky, their spirits reply,
'May our bond bloom with each sunrise high.'
For in silence we find, a bond uniquely styled,
Words are air, felt deep, by hearts beguiled.

Amin, let this Eid of friendship never fade,
For in silence, the deepest connections are made.