Everywhere is your Beauty, wherever I look, in whatever I see,
Dancing in the enchantment of Your love,
Like a moth, the world is rushing to meet You,
I wish I could reach You, even if only once it may be.
I await, on the horizon of my hopes, the rise of the moon,
Your hands caressing my anguish-burned face,
You opened to me the sanctuary in Your presence,
May the torment of these painful days conclude soon.
My heart is hungry for Your eternal love,
My life-long palpitations will not ease otherwise,
Nor can my bosom sing in its finest voice.
Would my lips move without You in my heart?
Come and clear the face of my night of sorrow,
Make my troubled bosom happy with Your compliments,
Satisfy with Your love my endlessly searching soul,
Appear in my heart, declaring it Your home...
- By M. Fethullah Gulen
- Category: Issue 70 (July - August 2009)
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