by Fahredin Shehu
19 layers of textile’s mist have folded the “I”
Watching from the distance
It looks bizarrely captured
We are in exile
With love intoxicated
Humanity shall see the rainbow
We emit from all “I- s”
The primordial “I” emerged amidst the crowd of human
To articulate love
Infra mezzo and ultra visible
With the velocity of the most knowledgeable Angel
The sages named NUN and rejoice the eternity and
A day after
To transfer wisdom for the Thirsty Souls
We are the thirsty souls and
We approach humbly
The icy jet of the eternal spring
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Born in Rahovec, in southwestern Kosovo, in 1972. He completed his university studies at the University of Prishtina in Oriental Studies, earning the title of Professor of Oriental Sciences., He is actively engaged in calligraphy, discovering new techniques and mediums for this specific type of visual art., He writes aesthetic reviews on visual art. He is an expert in transcendental literature and a researcher of global spiritual heritage., Over the last three decades, he has worked as an Independent Scientific Researcher in the fields of Global Spiritual Heritage and Sacred Aesthetics., Puschart and Pulitzer nominated
