A sufi never explained, he just whirled,
In ecstatic motion, his soul unfurled.
In a trance, he swirled and spun,
A dance of the heart, the only one.
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A magnificent poem rhyming well. My favourite lines, 'No words could express the beauty he felt/As he whirled and spun, his heart would melt/The rhythm of the universe in his veins/A cosmic dance, with no need for chains. '
A writer never explains(sometimes they do) they just write