May Allah, Love Me Poem by Mark Heathcote

May Allah, love me
May I cross a burning sea?
May Allah, love me
May I fall from a forest tree?
And Allah catches me

May Allah, love me
Where ever I may be
May Allah, love me
And guide this roving flirty bee
Oh, I'm not a flower thief

But I do often float far adrift…
Oh, Allah, I'm in dire straits again
Oh, Allah, I'm in a black hole
Oh, Allah, who do I phone
Oh, Allah, Allah takes me back home, again.