Illusory Veil

The Buraq my mount, on journey received
I will go, no matter my destination,
burn as moth to a flame, and rise a phoenix.
Lift the veil, lift the veil! End this turmoil,
open my chest, claim my heart your throne, no
will is stronger than yours, Beloved. Allow
my soul to act as a mirror to your face,
the oasis and desert, flower and bird
drunk off Heaven, entranced in song, eaten
whole by lions of want and need. I am not
contained by Earth, so lift the veil! Alone,
your gaze completes me, and I am destroyed.

Nov. 06, 2021