Dwelling! Poem by AFFAQ NABI

Dwelling!



A vinery, among the flames of marvel,
Now dwelling in it has become harsher.
A meadow of deer,
A monastery of monks,
A movement of merchants,
A wilderness of wanderlust
I accept only the religion of love.
Wherever the caravan of love turns,
That's the belief; that's the faith.
That's the path I do keep.

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