A Sufi

A child lives inside me.

A boy lives insides me.

A man lives insides me.

A child lives insides me.

A girl lives insides me.

A woman lives insides me.

And I am dancing in circles

Bringing them all in one.

I wear sometimes flashy

Red garb, red lipstick,

Adorn my hair with sandoor

And jhoomer, my ears, nose

And neck with gold ornaments.

My palms and feet are painted with henna.

I cover myself with a red dupatta

Head to tow, waiting for Him to come

And unveil me.

Sometimes I walk around

Wearing torn clothes

Bare foot, disheaveled hair

Waiting for Him to come and bathe me.

Bathe me with His light

Wash me down with the water from fountain in Heaven

And take me to His home.

I am His bride.