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Why bother to argue that Sinai glows
with divine light?
My heart knows what convention denies
and reason cannot prove.
My heart explodes into flames of love.
The heat’s so fierce,
not even floodwaters of the Nile
can quench my thirst.
I live in sin: I can’t make pilgrimage to Mecca,
not even if Abraham came to take me.
Wisdom and reason bore me. Passion, take me:
Carry me to your kingdom, light years away.
I arrive at the seashore, the waves recede.
My heart’s a guide-light, Moses’ torch of fire.
My days are evil, joyless. Fate, do your worst:
The Friend beyond all friends remains.
Makhfi, is this sin even yours? Or does it belong
to another incarnation, another lifetime?
