
In Every Breath
In every breath a face opens up of such purity whose radiance is cornfields at their peak moment of harvest God’s Face which i…
TWO SHORT POEMS
1
White moth on the
black cloth of the Ka’ba —
Do you know where you are?
2
I had a vision
everyone circumambulating the Ka’ba
turned into tiny white birds
and flew away.
12/28/95 (from Mecca-Medina Timewarp)
Categories: Poems