Departing from Istanbul 12th Sept 2019 I messaged the Shaykh from the airport of Istanbul that I was boarding. He replied, laughing, “You are boarding – I am flying!” You’re boarding, I am flying!The Saint said to the novice,And laughed so that the flashOf his molars lit up space. Oh raise me with the himma of“I’m flying, I am flying!”And take me to the one who laughedAt horses with wings! Oh raise me from the strivingWho are walking on the groundAnd make me of the loversWho fly through the path! Oh let me be one boardingThe vessel of salvationTo share the joy of thoseFlying over the Bridge! Oh let…