Love rips our egos to shreds,
lo! Our hearts grow legs
to seek the company of saints,
prophets and such blessings.
2003 © Aïda Touré
Poem of the book Nocturnal Light.
Filed under Poetry, Saints, Spirituality, Sufi Poetry, Tasawwuf
Tagged as poetry, Sufi Poetry
Beautiful! And what a beautiful blog. I see you have not posted in a while. May you do so again? Please! Kenza.
Welcome Kenza, thank you~ I enjoyed your work as well. I’m going to post soon. 🙂
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All poems, texts & artwork are copyighted 2003-2012 by Aïda Touré.
Visual Sufi Poetry by Aida Toure is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.