Islam · Love · Sufi Poetry · Sufism · Tasawwuf

Soft Light

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There is a soft light
your forehead sheds,
every time I see it
I long for fasting and
the quiet of not-being.

2003 © Aïda Touré

Poem of the book Nocturnal Light.

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