The master wanted to round me of
To his own disciplines and subjugation
Elixir of love that had not touched
His lips he offered with a bow
Before I touched the earth from underneath
The feet travelled thousands distances
Cleansed with holy waters
For the senses I picked the reed
For the heart wine
Enlivened spirit for consumption
Body of earth to the purity
Of the universal soul
From self to self the journey of love
I wanted to see the self
One to one myself
My sacred blasphemy
I broke the rules
I refused to follow
The form was like the rock of Sinai
When on the earth I descended
To the commonness of belief
Self needs no master
No rules
No ablutions
12/6/2009

Sadiqullah Khan

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