He...
was born in the house of tradition
was nurtured by fear and guilt
grew up where scriptures rules the world
felt suffocated in that environment
when he become a young man
he rebelled
and ran away from homeHe was so agitated
he could never sit still
He was so restless
he wandered aimlessly for years
in lonely villages
deserted cites
and estranged countriesHis anger kept him running
running away from himself
And then he met a woman
a woman who
touched his heart
embraced his soul
showered him with affection and love
and washed out
his anger and resentment and bitternessHe felt free like a bird
light like a cloud
liberated like a wild rose
He found peace within himself
and harmony with others
And now he lives near a lake
in a cottage he calls a lighthouse
He goes for long walks in the morning
watches sunsets in the evenings
He plays with birds and animals
enjoyed the company of books and friends
Rather than following scriptures
he follows his own heart
People finds his company peaceful and inspiring
and call him a Darvesh
Now he radiates wisdom
