Treasure Island

Rabia al Basri

(717 - 801 / Basra / Iraq)

My Beloved


My peace, O my brothers and sisters, is my solitude,
And my Beloved is with me always,
For His love I can find no substitute,
And His love is the test for me among mortal beings,
Whenever His Beauty I may contemplate,
He is my "mihrab", towards Him is my "qiblah"
If I die of love, before completing satisfaction,
Alas, for my anxiety in the world, alas for my distress,
O Healer (of souls) the heart feeds upon its desire,
The striving after union with Thee has healed my soul,
O my Joy and my Life abidingly,
You were the source of my life and from Thee also came my ecstasy.
I have separated myself from all created beings,
My hope is for union with Thee, for that is the goal of my desire

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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  • Willem VanVoorthuysen (9/27/2006 6:16:00 PM)

    Beaitiful poem of love and devotion. I hesitate to give it a rating, though until I shall know the meaning of 'mihrab' and 'quiblah'...
    Willem (90 now) (Report) Reply

  • Willem VanVoorthuysen (9/27/2006 6:15:00 PM)

    Beaitiful poem of love and devotion. I hesitate to give it a rating, though until I shall know the meaning of 'mihrab' and 'quiblah'...
    Willem (90 now) (Report) Reply

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