Come Beloved / Hanna Jahanforooz

O come beloved and

for thy lover’s sake

untangle this contorted,

uncertain affair

Fill our cup with wine,

may it be sour or sweet

Before the potter fashion our

ashes and dust into hollow cups

with silent, parched lips

O come beloved and
for thy lover’s sake
untangle this contorted,
uncertain affair

Fill our cup with wine,
may it be sour or sweet

Before the potter fashion our
ashes and dust into hollow cups
with silent, parched lips.

by Omar Khayyam

beyond the narrow road, underneath the blue skies lie the giant grasses singing a hymn to life

he was a mystery to me
the boy who would not be.

a secret
sublime.

the ocean fought
the wild tide.

day break
followed my song,
i sat up through the night.

he was a mystery to me
the story of a thousand nights,

and like a bird
love sought her cry,
between the wings of a dove
searching for the answers
earth denied.

Omar Faruk Tekbikel – Moment of Doubt

Islam, Modernity & Science by Prof. Michael Lessnoff