
Souls
There are so many souls worth saving the face wreathed in roses whose eyes tell tales from before civilization when trees were…
What are feet for
but to go around the Ka’ba?
What are eyes for
but to look upon God’s House?
What are lips for
but to kiss the Black Stone?
What are hands for
but to supplicate our Lord?
What’s the heart for
but to open to His Light?
12/27/95 (from Mecca-Medina Timewarp, published in Sparrow on the Prophet’s Tomb)