falling leaves (ii)

Tonight I am hosting MTB at dVerse and the focus of our attention is the ghazal.

I have re written my first ghazal to incorporate a rhyme scheme along with the refrain which is used differently.

 

here, this moment I stand in, falling leaves break me

for wearing my soul as a skin, falling leaves break me

 

life has fashioned a hole right where my heart used to reside

and I know quietly through my yin, falling leaves break me

 

that space, now brim full and spilling all joy and remorse throughout

and so offers both thick and thin, falling leaves break me

 

winged heart in total free fall, longing for your touch my dear Beloved

knowing that even your breath whispers in, falling leaves break me

 

this scribbler is no more, surrendered to all things, to your deep ocean of

being and so, become one with it all like those falling leaves that break me