Every night

Every night
write
like
a Sufi drinking wine to his delight

Spinning
around
columns
sounding words heard in written volumes.

Herbs
from a Shaman,
fragrant as mysticism
latent from vision,
rents
wisdom

If returned timely there will be
no fines
or fees

Nightly,
Telling stories
in darkness
was the Sufis favorite hobby
knowing
consciously
light
creeps with a sharpness
when waiting impatiently

Every night
is a holy and blessed one
to be wholly present
on letters left undone
for a new person
,rising son,
to finish
what
has
just
begun.

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