The Wings of the Simorgh

Do you feel as I do When I see your face, from your smile that lights the sky, to your eyes that glare into my mind? Do you feel as I do, when I am all alone, contemplating on my life's successes and flaws, when your name reminds me of both? Do you feel as I do, when you are sitting next to me, your thighs touching mine? We are caught in a lover's embrace, and like quicksand, the only way out is to move slowly moving to the beating of our synchronized hearts. O Beloved, If you feel as I do, clear your mind of all distractions, and reveal your heart's passions to me! For it is in the house of the Friend, where I shall find you, and we shall forever be Together.

The world is waking from its winter slumber, With the chirping of the robin, The world comes alive once again. The ground receives the spring rains, With open arms, These showers are those that wash away the winter And bring us closer to the warmer weather we have sorely missed. As I see you out in the courtyard, Your smile makes the flowers grin, Their petals laugh to see you once again. See the squirrels chase each other up and down the tall oak tree. They are fresh with excitement, All ready to tease the birds, And sleep under the starry skies. O beloved! Without you, the spring would still be winter, And the world would still be in the ancient slumber. It is your presence that gives the sparrow his voice, And the flower her beauty.