Like A Piece of Dust - Poem written and produced by Quddus Mohammed
Like A Piece of Dust in the Wind
O my Love, leave not my side
Breathe the fragrant air from slumbering trees
Butterflies glide from flower to
flower
Sit by me as we sip the tea of cardamom and cinnamon
And listen to the distant music of the flute
The ancient tree withers its last foliage
The autumn rain will stop in an hour
The birds will depart on their flight, far away
Don’t go too far, my love, you will not hear me, for it is time
The Soul fly bare feet in silence
Like a piece of dust in the wind
It is dark there. There are no lights on the road
Don’t go too far
Stay close to me. It will be too late
I will be white, a shell, dust
I will be a ring of fire
***
When you visit my zone of silence
Rip off the weeds from earth
Plant a purple honeysuckle vine
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