I see You in the redness of dawn;
in the virgin sky;
in awakened life at early morn;
in Thunder & Lightening;
in the silence of the Dark Night;
between my shadow and I;
in the glorious moon and the bright stars;
in sounds of raindrops:
In the carelessness of children while they play in
Your Thunder, Lightening and Rain;
in waves on an ocean shore;
in the moving wind;
in hope amidst fear;
in the lust of youth.
My Allah, O Veiled Beauty, yet I see you not in all Your Majesty:
I see the footprint but not the Foot;
the shadow but not the Object.
I am a shadow of the Object. The Sun will set upon me and my shadow will fade into the Dark Night. All that will remain is You. I will return like a raindrop on the ocean back to its Source.
All will perish except Your Face.
My Allah, let me know You as a Friend and let me subsist Within You for an Eternity.
Let the shadow exist without a shadow: in oneness with You