She came to the fare,
disguised as a village girl,
none recognized her,
thought, yet another seeker of good times!

I was in my tatterd clothes,
waiting out side,  to see  parade of the rich,
and hear the wise, speak their words;
just curious, to see what they are up to.

Eager to get a glimpse
even if for some minutes,
when they go in, crossing the gate,
or come out after the feast .

Her eyes where deep blue sapphires,
emitting the clear light of wisdom,
one look at her revealed -
her heart is pure light, what I waited for

"princess, why are you in disguise?
you are the one, befitting to the high seat,
I am no one to say this, just a mendicant,
one uprooted from own land and  lost all love"

I whispered this as she passed,
as if to myself, barely audible,
I saw her eyes dazzle in a flash,
wordless wisdom binding us two,

"Dervish, you should dance with me tonight,
she said without even batting an eyelid,
I don't see a partner,match to a princess,
I knew, i'll meet one; you are here"