Coming Back From A Long Travel

I come back from a long travel within
My eyes are blind to the things precious to men
I call Your name while repenting for my sins
Me the nobody the nothing in the rain

The wrong lie again and again
Thinking that all believe their fantasies
They try to create fear for the righteous
But everyone should only fear Him!

Modern world invent modern things
New words that make us farer to You
My Friend, You transcend the material illusion
For your devotees that whirl in Your dance!

Where is he fountain's origin?
Where are the roots of nurturing words?
What is the source of the child laught?
Why the birds sing so loudly your qualities?
Everywhere we look
Beloved, You're there!
Have mercy on us because we are weak!

My Friend, the Occident is in crisis
My Friend, the Orient is in crisis
My Friend, You laugh at the non-important problems
Ages pass and there are so many
But for ages You listen to the praying loving hearts
Looking through the shadows
That make some of us lost

Beloved help the broken!
Beloved help the poor!
Beloved help the children not to be contaminated!
Then come back close to me while I'm forgetting my small self!

Beloved, I cry in the mist of you presence!
I could build castles for a thousand years,
That would represent nothing compared to those moments!
Your love irrigates me
And the channels you irrigate irrigate me!

(Al-Zeituni, June 2019)