Saturday, June 13, 2015

A Friend's Quest

To all the lovers in the world


My eyes are closed
I feel a presence
I rub my eyes
Startled, I ask who you are.
Your friend, he says.
What is this?
How did you get here?
I am still puzzled.

He laughs and says
You shouldn't be asking
Your door is always open
To your friends
You always feel oneness
One with us, one with them.
But, I don't even remember you
I demand
Patience he says my friend.
What can I do? I ask.
Just tell her he says.
Tell who, tell her what?
I inquire, still confused
Tell her, she is my life,
My world, my afterlife.
I die, just thinking of separation
I resurrect feeling a glimpse of her
From the corner her eyes
I can't sleep, I can't eat.
I am paralyzed of any action.
Please, will you do this for me?
A small task for you
Life or dead for me

Frustrated, confused
I scream, who you are
Who is the lucky idol?
Close your eyes he says,
Let me put your hand on my heart.
Only then you would know.

I close my eyes for two seconds.
Something is not right.
I open my eyes right away.
He is nowhere to be found.
I see my hand on my own heart.
I just hear a whisper.
I am you, your own soul

Only then I get it
I laugh and say,
Tough luck my friend.
It's not going to happen
Find someone else.
True love doesn't need to be told.
That's why you will never find me,
In a church or in a mosque
Or a temple or an altar.
For love creates you
Then makes you love her
Her hide and seek is my play
My journey is to find her
My life, my breath
My purpose, my passion.

The minute I stop

I don't exist.
By Kabuli
June 2015
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