MY HAJ
I go in widening circles -
Seven circles around the Kàba,
Chanting Labaika, Allahuma Labaik,
Listening to the mysterious sound,
Longing to fly out beyond myself,
To God's Kingdom!
I may not ever complete the Haj,
But, I give myself to the mystic sound
I circle around the Kàba -
The reflection of my heart -the primordial house!
I have been circling around it,
Since the day of Alast,
I am burning with passion to know:
What is inside the Kàba?
The delightful music! Or the brightful light
To remove my delusion, He speaks on my tongue -
I am Allah, the insider; I am Allah, the outsider,
Open the heart-eye, and see me ==
Within the veils, and without the veils,
Nothing exists except me.
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