Saturday, 28 May 2011

Your hope in my Rabia

Your hope in my heart is
the rarest treasure
Your Name on my tongue is
the sweetest word

My choicest hours
Are the hours
I spend with You --

O Beloved, I can't live in this world
Without remembering You--
How can I endure the next world
Without seeing Your face?

I am a stranger in Your country
And lonely among Your worshippers:
This is the substance of my complaint.

~ Rabia

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