If the earths and skies did not fit God
The human heart has always had
In every breath, I am a “daughter of time”
Of God’s glory
And of the human story
Of his story, her story, and mine
In life
A quest for love
Don’t you worry
A language delivered to you in the womb
Not at all tough
One, which requires no words
A state of mind, an open heart
A blossom in the hand
Let there be no halal or haram
Neither hell nor heavens
Look inside, for these elements are within
Not outside of you
In every depth, every human, you’ll find a clue
Only when we burn heaven and turn off the fire in hell
Will we be able to do good deeds without awaited benefits
For what is better than to love for the loved
To give, for the needy
To rescue, for the drowned
And to be a messenger of God on the ground
To let go of the virgins
To dry your body from the pools of wine
To believe in God
Without a spell, a verse, or a shrine
India 2014
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