Rabia Al Basri

(717 - 801 / Basra / Iraq)

With My Beloved - Poem by Rabia Al Basri

With my Beloved I alone have been,
When secrets tenderer than evening airs
Passed, and the Vision blest
Was granted to my prayers,
That crowned me, else obscure, with endless fame;
The while amazed between
His Beauty and His Majesty
I stood in silent ecstasy
Revealing that which o'er my spirit went and came.
Lo, in His face commingled
Is every charm and grace;
The whole of Beauty singled
Into a perfect face
Beholding Him would cry,
'There is no God but He, and He is the most High.'


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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal Mohammed Asim Nehal (2/15/2016 2:13:00 PM)

    Beholding Him would cry,
    'There is no God but He, and He is the most High.' (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 8, 2012


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