Sufi's Past Time Poem by Sumita Jetley
Sufi's Past Time
In the quiet of the study, surrounded by life's art,
A modern Sufi sits, peace filling his heart.
Books whisper wisdom, plants breathe out calm,
In his smart attire, he recites his psalm.
Beads in hand, he whispers, 'God is one, '
Breaking chains of thought until they're undone.
Tea simmers softly, adding scent to prayer,
In moments of mindfulness, he finds solace there.
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