Posted by: Ron DuBour | August 21, 2016

smoked with fog.~by Ziauddin Bulbul


 

 

smoked with fog.

This dawn is smoked with fog.
The sun rises up, the prologue
of sadden light have touched
my whole being slowly with love.

Lifting up the shadowy dark
of my person I’m seeing the spark
of you standing beside the window
you’re than raising fire on burner.

O’ flame of my life come forward
Experiencing your glow and lustre
my heart is singing within
you’re the source of all power.


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