How painful to grieve upon you, It is full of sorrow, full of rue. You: the Best of the Worshippers, You: The Lord of the Worshippers. One died, one took birth Stars of your prostrations on the earth. At your direction is SAFA, Under your feet is MARWA; Wherever you pace there is KAâ€™BA, You are a necklace if faith were a bride Over heavens you are our planetâ€™s pride.
April 18, 2016