Last Muharram, I made a vow,
To not be the swelling cloudy rain that people fear will drench them.
I wanted to be the fiery wheel in the sky splashing molten-gold beams of light through the saffron leaves.
Many have said, I have always been the scorching sun in hot climate countries driving out the energy. A rather scary character firing people. Apology I ask from people who have felt only sweltering effects emanating from me.
#ifyouunderstandwhatimean