A Window Facing Tomorrow

This ghazal is a meditation on renewal and anticipation. Set at the threshold of dawn, it explores how hope survives even after long periods of waiting. The beloved becomes a symbol of awakening, guiding the heart from darkness toward light.

Dawn rose softly from the silent lips of the sky,

And your name took flight like a bird soaring high.

Longing to behold your face, my heart traveled far,

Like a wave leaving the comfort of its shore.

The dust of weariness fell from the shoulders of night,

And time itself awakened through a breath of light.

A window still stands open toward the morning glow,

And hope for your return continues to grow.