when the world

is dark with a viral fear

it wanders in~

the Sufi sun

sailing softly over the sea

into my yawning

window…

stretched in parallels

across the page

a ray of words.

it wanders in

the Sufi sun

filling my room

with limpid light

bathing my books

with its evening warmth

singing silent songs

of luminosity

distilling

a ray of words.

it wanders in

the Sufi sun

its transience

written on the wall

its transience

written in the air

written in nothingness.