Desert's Sonnet

Peace be upon the protector of words
Rider of the river of sands and time,
What of Avicenna and his great line
Hallowed men who loved Allah and the world
I do not follow Ahmed and his herd
The path of Saladin was one time mines
Santa issa's Cross Bled with my red wine
Though his words, like tainted glass, have blurred
The Buddhislamic current sways this tide
For the Dao - Dharma,Buddhistic Lao Tzu
Is riding the clouds,with water he spins
Away from fear and the God he denied
Molding the remnants of the clay of truth
In the desert, becoming the Whirlwind

Will you join the movement?
Zensunni Blue