A Heart's Humble Sound...

-Knees are down,

-Palms against the ground,

-Surface and face abound.

-In whispers, a desperate craving howl

-Of fear, the heart's humbling sound...

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-"Oh Holy, Oh Mighty, Oh Maker of the rumbling Clouds."

-To You 'alone' I prostrate,

To You 'alone' I bow.

-Guide me not like the Apostate,

-Guide me unto a path with no turns around.

-Of Your remembrance, fill my heart with scolding Waves,

-Make my Existence a reverence to Your Holy Crown

-Of Your most generous 'Rahma' I crave,

-From Your wrathful rage I Shroud...

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-"Oh Ruler of the double sevens,

-"Oh Owner of the Illuminating lamps."

-Register me to dwell Your bounteous Heavens,

-Conceive me with those You take their Vows

-Make my days worthwhile the cradle,

-Lead my ways into a worthy Ground.

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-"Oh Beckon-er of hidden hustles,

-"Oh Reckon-er of all quiet praise."

-Accept me as mild and humble,

-Accept me as the weakness You Made

-Raise me as I fall and stumble,

-Forgive me and my ills when am numb and awake.

-Endow me with the cloak of wisdom,

-Enshrine me with a knowledge un-taint...

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-"Oh Watcher of the dwellers of the opens,

-"Oh Securer of the 'refuge of the caves'."

-Hear these rumbles and save Your slave,

-See these tussles as not an act of knave.

-Accept these as an act of the obedient slave.

-Purify this body and soul from all evil rave,

-Encompass this heart and mind with love and faith...

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-"Oh bearer of the Mightiest Couch,

-"Oh Turner of the nights into days."

-Accept me and from me these vows of vouch,

-Strengthen my knees to keep up with the pace.

-As my knees are down,

-Palms and thighs abound.

-Eyes against the ground.

-Of fear, the heart's humble Sound...

Ibn Adam...