In My Soul

In my soul

there is a temple, a shrine, a mosque, a church

where I kneel.

Prayer should bring us to an altar where no walls or names exist.

Is there not a region of love where the sovereignty is illumined nothing,

where ecstasy gets poured into itself

and becomes lost,

where the wing is fully alive but has no mind or body?

In my soul

there is a temple, a shrine, a mosque,a church

that dissolve, that dissolve in

God.

~Rabia al Basri

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