My Lover; My All: A Dedication to Saria Saeed by Manatita
My Lover; My All. A Psalm of Inspiration
For your artistry, keen eye for detail, exquisite poetry and especially for your love of the mystic poet Rumi. We seem to share some things in common. Loving thoughts.
At the feet of my Lord, I remain seated.
The indigo blue of His emanations,
Mesmerising to behold.
As He strokes the red curls of my longing,
And caresses my heart's cries,
I feel an unfathomable peace, and
A fire of Love overwhelms the fragile vessel of my Soul.
There sits my Beloved,
The splendour of His myriad rainbows,
Touch my long tresses and percolates my spirit's depths.
I feel transported, taken over a gorge made safe
By golden chains, anchored on each side;
I lap upon an enchanted carpet of supernal delight.
No more sorrow.
The aura of His magnificence astounds, yet comforts me.
This heart has ceased to sob and grieve,
And is now sporting in a meadow of heavenly Light.
Here the birds sing, fragrant flowers abound,
And the eloquent becomes mute.
All hearing ceases save the inner music
That floods the magnificence of the Soul.
The willow whistles and bends in adoration,
While the cosmos dances,
To the cadences of it's own rhapsodies.
Gone is my wandering for eons from place to place.
My Beloved pulls me - like a magnet -
To His endearing embrace.
As His hands touch lightly on my braids,
Our hearts meet and become One.
No more ridges between our Love.
I am now a beautiful child riding across the heavens,
My gold-crested chariot, paving a way
Through the melodies of the celestial nymphs.
Heart rejoicing like an ecstatic lover,
I sport and dance on the shores of immortality,
And drink deep of His nectar-delight.
-Manatita 14th June, 2014. Copyrighted.