18:67
قَالَ إِنَّكَ لَن تَسْتَطِيعَ مَعِيَ صَبْرً
He said “You certainly cannot be patient ‘enough’ with me.”
A divine permanence engulfs the esotericism of time, thought, sensation
The first few layers unearthed - present only a partial explanation
Beyond the realms of cyber and divination, with white candles lit
Something we can only whisper, when we properly lay and sit
On a rock by the junction of two seas, where pisces had it’s fit
Performed khidr against my own will - a true soul hit
The journey with God and emerald servants in translation
The chest’s jar overflows blood with love’s libation
Too often bound to just partial explanation
Each cell spills itself consciously
Into written creation
It’s from الله
