In a country known by its riches and beautiful nature,
its people and a King who maintained a traditional culture.
The royal leader was very devoted to his people and family,
helping everybody wherever he could was his mentality.
He had only one daughter of explicable beauty, charm and elegance,
unfortunately she was blind by birth, creating circumstances by relevant.
Great scholars made her very wise and profound in that talent,
able to use her introverted visions and abilities very equivalent.
As time speaks for it self and her womanhood felt in motion,
the princess wanted a husband of loving devotion.
The king called for a suitable groom throughout all the lands,
establishing and providing the right suitor many grants.
Many came with great influence, riches and attitude,
they could not comprehend with her intellect and left confused.
The king needed to question his daughter,
what is she seeking in a man to make her life brighter.
He has to be philosophical and true to his meaning,
God fearing and give me an image of a soul loving being.
Her words by all servants and teachers by hope agreed,
the king had no choice but to concede.
By chance, a son of a Sufi storyteller came by, to entertain,
he had folk stories with great heritage, to refrain.
He said that ‘providence’ is his neighborhood,
and too often he felt, that he is misunderstood.
The Princess inner visions so enlighten felt enchanted,
giving the young man more storytelling visits granted.
Over time their affection grow for each other to care,
sincere, fragile and beautiful to bond this by a fare.
In time to consume each others love by desire,
and make each other vulnerable with this fire.
Thinking through that intelligent love they have,
not wanting to lose that deep treasure to evolve.
They became great friends without loosing that sight,
by giving each other the freedom which loves need to be bright.
The king wondering and confused,
but happy to see them with each other so amused.