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7 Jalal 167

Faltering Moment

A big black bird sits on a chimney with me

Witnessing the sun loosing her authority

The clouds are once more colouring the sky

Before at last the moon is drawing nigh

I know the bird knows that I know

Connected through this worldly tableau

I feel his piercing glance on my skin

And his soul touches me from within

There is no mind greater than this

And this a priori knowledge is bliss

To be aware of all plurality at once

Touched by that which nothing shuns

I love living life longing to your embrace

I spread my arms waiting for eternal grace

I lift my eyes and see only white among black

I know now, there is nothing I could ever lack

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7 Jalal 167