In a world full of strangeness,
I am merely a mystic traveler.
While I traveled to seek myself,
I myself became a stranger.
I travel through time.
I travel through the line,

While the world changes,
from an Eastern world to a Western world,
from a postcolonial echo to a postmodern hue,
from a mystic world to a world of desire,
in the realm of reality and desire,
I seek to hold on to my world,
I get swept away in the world,
I try to flow in the world,
I get stuck in my world.

Behold! the Eastern mystic in the western World of desire.
I am the Genie, guardian of the desires,
Tell me seeker, what do you desire?
I desire to belong in the Heart of the Self.
While holding Him in my heart.