Tuesday, September 28, 2004 By Maryam
The Endless sees everything,
My hands raise up in adoration
I beg Allah to give me Time;
Time for me to get closer,
Time to give Allah my trembling eyelids within my weeping;
Time to give Allah my tears, my most precious jewels;
Time to see once again my peaceful face, my deep disqueting eyes.
I ask Allah Time to get out from myself and go towards Rabbina
without hurry, without torments.
The Endless that sees everything
and registers everything
has a gathered Time
on a paper that still is being written.
And my fervor makes that Time continues giving more paper
to my heart.