ode to you…

Yaa Qalbi

.

You run away with such high hopes

Only to be met by a closed door

You seek the fulfillment of the present

Yet patience you do ignore

.

How do I contain this surge of anticipation?

Without the deep sorrow of regret

Close your eyes ya qalbi,

Protect yourself and forget

.

Forget the glimmering dunya

Just be calm and be patient

The promise of your Creator

Will soon absolve this torment

.

‘Don’t bother’ scolds the mind

‘Why not?’ the qalb does protest

‘You’ll get hurt yet again’

‘Then what can ease this tumultuous unrest?’

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