Ramadan Archives

The guest has left, the void returns again
The fire of this longing burns again

My weak efforts to praise You are
Like pebbles in the sea
They hardly make a ripple where
They fall

To generate a tidal wave
Of generosity
My Lord when you’re responding to
My call

You are waiting to forgive
Ya Ghaffār

You are waiting to give
Ya Wahhāb

You are waiting
Ya Sabūr

You are
Ya Hayy

You
Ya Allah

Let my heart beat with tawhīd
Until my veins pulse with tawhīd
Make my soul by Your Word
The blazing fire repulse with tawhīd

Lord let me not fall into the abyss
Of self-aggrandizing ignorances

My hands, they do my bidding
And my tongue says what I will
But the day will come
When my hands and tongue
Will have me standing still

Oh that shame of standing trial
Will it be too late to pray
Allah spare me please
Allah grant me ease
Let Your Rahmah save the day 

Your Habīb is my guide
Your Nūr lights his way
That I may abide

Nūr upon nūr

Let me not win destruction
By straying from the path
Let me not dress my blessing wounds
With medicated wrath

The spread of all the heavens or
The smallest leaf on earth
Are one in magnitude before
Your Might

So how can all the little things
I’ve done and soon forgotten
Escape the deep attention of
Your Sight

Remind me of them Ya Allah
That I may then repent
Or let Your Grace deliver me
This night