Simply Sufi Poem by Sumita Jetley

In a city, small and bright,
Lived Asha, finding light.
Plants and books, her cozy space,
Yet thoughts made her heart race.

One day, birds in the sky,
Made her wonder, 'Why can't I? '
Old man's wisdom, kind and wise,
'Thoughts are clouds, just passing by.'

She lived in the moment, free and clear,
Found joy in the now, no longer fear.
Months passed, life transformed,
Peace and freedom, her new norm.

Spiritual freedom, found within,
Letting go, where to begin.
Just like birds, soaring high,
Asha's spirit touched the sky.