Thursday, 15 December 2011

my peace is in my Rabia

Dear Ones, 
my peace is in my aloneness.

My Beloved is alone with me there, always.
I have found nothing in all the worlds
That could match His love,

This love that harrows the sands of my desert.
If I come to die of desire

And my Beloved is still not satisfied,
I would live in eternal despair.

To abandon all that He has fashioned
And hold in the palm of my hand

Certain proof that He loves me
That is the name and the goal of my search.

~ Rabia Basri

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