Adoration’s Oven
Forged in adoration’s smouldering, silver oven breath
All the while frigid, akin to the cold sweats of death
Fate slaps its drum, daringly does the composer decide
Somewhere in the galaxy, two stars conspire to collide
Through boundless space a new creation towers
Unknown worlds submit to love’s unsuspecting powers
Here alone tonight the heart can all but rest
Towards it’s Medina lies a passionate quest
As if it’s in on an amusing joke, sometimes even love permits an egotistical complaint or two to rise
The heart chuckles winking at the soul - incoherence reaches the throat, falls back down and dies
What are these infinite prayers sealed with torn tears and deep cathartic sighs
Occlusions of light cut through the clustered clouds
Libra by the Pacific, compassionate mist enshrouds
That bench always finds me, looking towards the water at Kits
Up above the mountain’s peak, where a gushing glacier sits
Waterfalls of crystal clear honey drip from her rose flowered lips
The scent of how many a rose?
A thousand nights pass as one, underneath eyelids it shows
To another astral realm, beyond the bridge a soul goes
Saje oil on my skin, tranquility as the hand lifts and flows
Tiger playing with the crinkle ball, your every gift it glows
Misery left the scene and elation has arose
Love thundered upon the ocean and destiny proposed
It’s from الله
It’s from الله