Sister, My Love

by editor

After a lost ghazal by Jalal Ad-din Rumi              

 

Dear one, in the households

women are preparing the evening meal.

 

I once knew your thoughts.

 

Your love is eloquent

but silent. I listen for your voice.

 

You are somewhere in the world.

 

I see you in your absence.

My sister, my love.

 

Your memory destroys my heart.

 

 

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