My beloved is hiding from me. <br />He showed a glimpse <br />and disappeared <br />I have lost my senses and my sleep. <br />Who needs them anyways <br />If your beloved is not there? <br />He has become the pomegranate seed, <br />Which goes in hiding in the autumn freeze <br />I will not sleep till the spring arrives. <br />He may just peep in between <br />And bring the spring with Him. <br />I hear His laughter everywhere.... <br />You have His smile, <br />And you, His laugh <br />As day turns into wine night <br />And night into dripping day, <br />The Moon changing from fullness <br />To a stricken thin crescent shape, <br />Longing for her lover <br />Who hides from her as she makes her entry.... <br />As the mynah breaks into a grieving song.... <br />As the stream moans while gushing down, <br />The ocean eons away.... <br />They are all singing my story. <br />Why are you making me die before my death? <br />Surprise me by kissing me on my lips <br />And make the moment stretching into eternity.... <br />Give me just one glimpse and <br />Make my lifeless body devoid of soul <br />Spring back into a dance, <br />Emerging from the part of the part of my whole <br /> <br />******** For a poetry reading celebrating 700th birth anniversary of Mevlana Jalaluddin Rumi, written in his spirit********<br /><br />Renu Rakheja a.k.a Tranquil Ocean<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/p-10-sufiyana-death-before-death/
