Sura one

the one’s oneness veils her inner zeroness

like curtains of a harem, cascading down

from the enshadowed voids of archways

but could there also be no innerness

as her godness finds discovery in ungodness?

and in the everyday she whispers in my ear:

“come, come to me

and on your knees I will take you

into the emptiness”

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