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Sunday, May 25, 2008

The Whirling Dervish

Whirl, whirl, whirl;
Spread those invisible wings.
Unfold, the treasures of deep within.
Migrate towards the eternal spring.

Whirl, whirl, whirl;
For, your soul is a candle lit.
Till all is one, one is all.
Extinguish your soul, the substance and the swing.
Moz Rauf
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