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Like poetry written
To meter and rhyme
Infusing its substance
With traces of time

Or the angles and curves
Of the ب that is drawn
As bamboo unites
With the leaf it is on

Like the body Adamic
With purpose and form
Yet dead if devoid
Of a breath that is warm

Or the form of a prayer
With pillars designed
For peace when the heart
Forces presence of mind

Now think of a heart
That is questing for what
Is the Source of the senses
That bring about thought

That's fiercely probing
Acute and intense
So from it may grow
An additional sense

Then a visitor comes
And he enters your cave
To hold you, embrace you
O sincere slave

For a cosmic expansion
Within and without
By Word that is timeless
And clear of doubt
--
You’re missing the flavor
If you cannot see:
You honor the cup
To honor the tea