Unchained

If only you could see what my eyes do...

If only you could live a dream so true...

Would you know,

How it feels to be blinded by the vision...

Or how to sore free in a prison...

Rumi, My Dearest...

Dearest Rumi,

Your words resonate the songs of my soul,
During sleepless nights and agonizing days they console.

You are within me...
You are around me...

You are me...