Ghazal
With body of wood, heart of wax, hand-folded I stand.
With Chopped tongue, broken ribs, outdated I stand.
I pressed my soul’s ear against countless doors,
Not a single opened on my cry, so eluded I stand.
Enter the ruins of your heart and learn the meaning of humility,
Once I too had gone astray with the wind now emended I stand.
Remember I have no religion, so I roam churches, temples, shrines,
Prohibited am I to trample in any heart, so wounded I stand!
Now is the time to see the sunlight dancing as one with the shadows,
Don't laugh at those faithless men with whom bonded I stand.
Weep for that friend who has turned away from the friend,
Forlorn, isolated, lost in the nook of a dungeon jaded I stand.
The heart has gone, the mind has gone, the soul too has gone,
The Tongue has gone, the sight has gone, now blinded I stand.
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