Empty Ka’ba
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The Chieftain of all lovers, galloped the valley of loving and
The Ka’ba of Your Love
cleansed
The bandits of sorrow, raided the treasures of yearning and
The Ka’ba of my heart emptied
Sobbing by the arid riverbed called “All that shan’t be” and
The prayers of this wandering dervish answered: Lo! A house
From the ashes of my tears built
Within the darkness of my Self I
heard a voice that had no caller
Dara do spark the flint-stones of Dhikr
since in some dream I saw
The lantern
of my heart lit!
© 2005-2002, Dara O.
Shayda