I was dreaming of Makkah
The tomb in Medina
The memories in Jerusalem
The shrine in Karbala
Look at the congregations on Friday
Worshipers rushing into the Mosques
Listen to that beautiful call to prayer
It is all for You, my Creator
Believers memorize Your sacred verses
Theologians are absorbed in pursuit of Divine knowledge
Scholars fill endless books about Your Supreme Majesty
Mystics adorn Your Beauty with poetry
I am jealous of all Your Lovers
I want to be the only pilgrim in the holy city
I want to stand before the Kaabah alone
Just You and me
Call me Your slave
Tell me where I belong
Attend to my wounds
Tell me where I am wrong
I am reaching for Elysium
Remove this horrible grief and sorrow
Take me for another dance
And teach me a new lesson
Just You and me
Call it blasphemy, call it selfish
The words of those clerics cannot judge me
For my longings and prayers are only known to One
Note : I found this online
