Monday, September 12, 2011

Praise be to He
For granting the gift
Of Divine union.

Love’s initiation
Extended it’s hand
That night.

What felt like centuries of
Anguished, tireless knocking
On God’s door
Came to rest on that eve
Of my soul’s rebirth.

This lowly servant yearned for the touch of mercy
More than any worldly desire.
With this, the Gracious perched me at the
Doorstep of the Sultan of Friends.

Praise be to He
For lighting the path
And making the
Guide clear.

Enter the dominion of the Beloved
And you shall never dream of leaving.
-maryam.noori-

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