Morning light through the bedroom window.
Slow motion dust specks swirling in the sun.
I close my eyes,
and I'm floating along.
Sun - did you warm the face of the
Prophet
the way you warm mine and make
this room glow?
Dust - were you brushed from the
beard of the Prophet,
Returning from Jihad, so long ago?
Allahumma Salli aalamiin
Allahumma Salli alaihi wa salam
Rain pouring down upon my garden,
rhythm for the wind that sings his song.
I close my eyes and I'm drumming along.
Rhythm of rain - were you once a river,
that purified the Prophet before his prayers?
Wind - were you a breath form the
lips of the Prophet
carrying wisdom to thirsty ears?
Allahumma Salli aalamiin
Allahumma Salli alaihi wa salam
Sharp, clear crescent, light in the blue night.
Slipping in silence through a star scattered sky.
I close my eyes
and I know that I belong.
Were you the same moon that lit
the way of the Prophet,
slipping through the desert on his Hijrah?
Stars did you map the way to Madinah,
for the blessed Messenger of Allah?
Allahumma Salli aalamiin
Allahumma Salli alaihi wa salam
I close my eyes,
and I'm floating along.
I close my eyes and I'm drumming a song.
I close my eyes and I know that I belong.

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