In realms unseen, where mystics tread,
A sufi roams with heart unwed.
His soul unbound, his spirit free,
A wanderer of divinity.
Through ancient cities, he does roam,
Seeking truth and finding home.
His feet, they dance on sacred ground,
In search of what can't yet be found.
He finds his solace in the night,
When moon and stars guide his insight.
In silent prayer, he finds his peace,
His heart and soul forever cease.
He sees the world with loving eyes,
Embracing all beneath the skies.
For every face, a spark divine,
A reflection of the One's design.
Oh, wandering sufi, seeker true,
May your journey bring you through,
To realms where mystics intertwine,
And union with the Divine.