In the heart's silent prayer,
A mystic's whisper in the air.
Unseen, yet felt in every sway,
In Dhikr's night, and in its day.
Beads in hand, eyes closed tight,
A journey within, beyond the light.
In solitude, a sacred dance,
In love, the soul's eternal trance.
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