Perhaps said I not so much in verse,

Or in poetry my bestowed convert

For everyone has a moment

They maintain

In their heart’s deep detain.

Everyone has a secret

They whisper to themselves alone;

Their goings and their comings

Are timed by their clocks alone;

Never sharing their seconds and minutes

Lest they run out of time themselves.

And I thought I had that someone

To myself alone.

His goings and his comings

Always close to admire alone.

In her eyes always tall,

Dependable, strong and whole.

Never did I see you as something apart

My nafs and yours in my soul a single heart.

In her eyes always tall,

Dependable, strong and whole.

I saw you above the flaws

I saw around me, my son;

The kind I abhor, I loathe…

So perhaps I did take you for me alone;

To share this  gift of graciousness

On my part an unwillingness.

Never did I see you something apart,

My nafs and yours in my soul a single heart.

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Light beam shining to my heart’s content

You, a sweet musk in my inner room draught.

In her eyes always tall,

Dependable, strong and whole.

Son, the day you came,

Entered you not in vain,

Your name on my lips all day and night

A word of God,

No longer a neglected light

A blessing countable only by God

You are too noble an utterance, son,

To be forgotten or tossed away? No, my son.

Shame, Safi, for keeping to self alone

Sharing’s a blessing, so no more living it all alone.