Did you exist in God’s mind from the beginning?Persisting as light that shined from the beginning?
Prophets spoke secretly of your sacred purpose,A fate to which you were blind from the beginning.
Shahid told of his longing for wings, of howThe Beloved left him behind from the beginning.
Spells are chanted in the dreams of Trojan generalsThat the ghosts of sibyls maligned from the beginning.
A shaman roves catacombs where the holy textsOf the Masai were enshrined from the beginning.
In the Sahara whirlwinds form on valley floorsWhere seething thermals reclined from the beginning.
Do you still dream of God, sheened in the lightOf a star that shined from the beginning?
The sound of waves rushes between the coupletsOf ghazals Shahid refined from the beginning.