In The Prayer House Of My Heart Poem by Mohammad Younus

Praise be to Allah! My heart is open for me,
For I wish the prayer-house open to be.
I listen to the qirat of Imam;
The sweet qirat inspires me to muse about the true word
The Imam is wraped in clothing of the unseen
And in the still hours of the night calls me...
...to arise and pray except for a little -
...and hear the Qur'ān with measured silence
The Imam is all awake but we are all but sleeping:
Negligence, ignorance, and conceit are our traits;
Our lord takes mercy on us and calls us unto him affectionately,
From publicity, I withhold the secrets of my heart;
Yet, my Good Friend knows my secrets all,
To my mad heart, my friend's word brings love and peace;
I shut up my eyes and ears to all that is mundane,
And thus I step into the Ka'ba of my heart,
To the qibla of my heart, I constantly circumambulate! ! !

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