Alight, my friend!
Good to see you.
Yes, me too.
So, where is my love?
She is flying in the cloud.
Pardon?
You’re a poet, my friend.
My love is flying in the –
Cloud.
Which is the cloud?
I cannot tell.
There’re so many clouds
Yes, my friend.
Where might my love be?
I say again, flying in the –
Which one of the clouds?
Ask the sky he’s all-knowing.
All-knowing?
© Ismael Mansoor
Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay
This is so beautiful.
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Thank you so much 🙏
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