Monday, February 22, 2010

Shoes Stand

he looked at me
quizzically
asked me
for my shoes
at haji malang
in sufi land
I told him
I was a barefeet beggar
with a beggars
bowl in my hand
searching for happiness
peace the sufis last stand
muslims dont kill muslims here
a world of piety that
on your soul expands
no suicide bombers
no hate no bigotry
a world that rumi
planned a poet
planting seeds
of words
in moving sand
she dropped
a piece of sweet
which fell of
the beggars bowl
from my useless hand

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