A spiritual friend is ablution for the heart whose prayer and presence takes us closer to the Most-Loving
As I close my eyes so tight,
She appears, with a smile so bright,
Even before sleep begins its flight,
She’s there, a comforting sight.
She is the wodhu
For my heart
Like a Tasbih:
Beside my prayer mat
She whispers,
“Keep your eyes closed,
Lest I vanish
Out of sight!”
In the merciless world
of zeroes and ones
She is a gentle glow worm
Full of light
March 4th 2001. Edit March 2023
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Hi,
Your poem is very good
and i enjoy it.
bye.
03/16/2001
I like the poem, but who is “she”
03/17/2001