Dancing in the Rain

As Rumi Says,
I am not from the East or the West,
Tonight I say,
I am a pebble in the drizzling rain,
I am the East and the West,
travelling through time, not alone
Each moment rising and disappearing,
I am here in the city of lights,
With a dancing heart, in love with You.
Who am I, You say?
I ask the mirror, each day,
As the fog appears from deep somewhere,
A longing pulls down the curtains
On my eyes, and I forget
like a mist on the pommegrate trees,
Again, and again why the voice is silent?
I disappear.
I look for a smile on the streets
Around the world to find You there,
But dancing shadows take away
People's dreams,
And here You are in Istanbul with all your glory
Your beauty,Your mercy,
Standing in rainy day by the sea
Still keeping smiles alive
On the windowshops of the shopkeepers,
For travelers lost and travelers found,
You go on and on whishspering, here I am
As I dance again blending with a Darvish
I want to rise into your arms
Beloved,
Your light that keeps my face smiling,
One more time,ignites my fire
I pray you keep my heart diving
Into Your music of love?
Perhaps your hidden light in a lonely rose
Will guide me tomorrow to see Your face,
Or the seaguls flying over the trees,
Will tell you how much I long
To dance with You each dawn,
And when the call for prayer turns into a symphony
I as a drop of water dive into your ocean of Love,
Dancing for you now and forever into eternity.

Shqipe Malushi
Istanbul October 27, 2010