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!





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