And my heart goes numb….

In the faraway mountains, I heard your voice,
Near the holy river, I felt your soothing touch;

They say you are fiction from my imagination,
But how could it be, if I can imagine you, dream about you,
How could it be, when your thoughts make my heart go numb;

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Rumi and me

That was the day she broke down the fence
To fly towards her secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment,

To move further with sheer confidence;
Was certain to leave her nightmares behind, she was indefatigable and ardent

Finally the time has come to reclaim her life;