Sweet Silent Thought


When in solemn sessions of sweet silent thought

Daydreaming of the one whom I seek and sought

On this afternoon of beauty, remembering her, the sun

Turns each glittering snowflake into gold, one by one

Wisdom is calling, understanding sends forth her voice

Harmony picks it up, Angels in the heaven rejoice

The silk scent of her neck ravishes my soul when asleep

The warm touch of her skin brings compassion in deep

To a distance no mortal comprehends

Just look how far her power extends


It’s from الله

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