In peacock-blue, she sits so fair,
Dreamy eyes, a whispered prayer.
Plants and family in her mind,
In every thought, love she finds.
Gratitude fills her heart with light,
Generosity makes her spirit bright.
Content in present, trust divine,
In her prayers, stars align.
Detachment, her secret key,
Inner wealth sets her free.
With Sameer, her dreams take flight,
A Sufi heart, pure and bright.
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