Cosmic Rapture
From the villages of God, crystals come forth yet unseen in the sky
Where tears sprinkle gold, the chest breaks out in sigh
When the breeze of morning is on the move
And the planet of Love is floating on high
Fainting in the light that she loved
Bashir - wounded, on a bed of daffodil sky
Tonight; when they bury me, no leaf shall be shaken
With the court of time unknown stars will awaken
It’s from الله
