Ghazal of White — Rachel Dacus

Ghazal of White
Flare of apple scent, ancient caress. A wind arose within
and silently called me home to the White 
	Rose within.

Silence is music’s white heart. Through its blaze pass all sounds, 
returning to the Beloved’s gaze 
	that grows within.

Sunlight animates cell and eye, but cannot match 
the gold that leaped from His touch and 
	now glows within.

I’m after the whiteness that winnows essence from pith,
a mysterious wind of love 
	that blows within.

Give up your white lies. We are fish in an ocean of God.
Why whisper, when every thought 
	He knows within?

White music emerges from His word. Its timbre 
strikes my heart awake after its age-old 
	doze within.

Rose of Silence, You are the fulcrum of absence 
and fullness, the perfect balance one rarely 
	knows within.

White blossom, your offering is a divine hint
of the flowering that, petal by petal, 
	unfolds within. 

Seeker, bleach your veils. Unthread your wishes and put your hand
in God’s. As desire dies, its gold marrow 
	is disclosed within.