Nasuh’s Changing Love Poem!
At that moment his spirit grows wings and lifts.
His ego falls like a battered wall.
He unites with God, alive,
but emptied of Nasuh.
His ship sinks and in its place move the ocean waves.
His body’s disgrace, like a falcon’s loosened
binding, slips from the falcon’s foot.
His stones drink in water. His field shines like satin
with gold threads in it. Someone dead a hundred
years steps out strong and handsome.
A broken stick breaks into bud.2