18 August 1920 – 21 October 2002 / Lumding, Assam / India
Ibn-E-Arabi
Shamsi I invoke your name
And spread out like fragrance
When I see your face - the sun
am drawn into moonlight, its abundance
As you unfurl your hair
The darkest night I become in the skies
Becoming the wondrous sun itself
I wash all the nights