In the heart's quiet, where whispers bloom,
A Sufi's vow in dawn's soft gloom.
Silent Dhikr, a soulful embrace,
In the garden's green, a sacred space.
Sunrise hues, gold and flame,
A silent heart, a whispered name.
Incense trails in morning's breath,
In stillness lies the dance of death.
Jalal's journey, a wordless tale,
In silence, found the holy grail.
A universe in heartbeats found,
In quietude, a profound sound.
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