94 - The Expansion
Thou Allah! Thou Gracious! Thou Merciful! Thou Beloved!
- Drawing near to Allah
- His breath upon my neck,
- I shudder and weep.
- Fallen from me are my burdens;
- My back straightening from the release.
- Swelling in me, Love fills my breast.
- Through suffering I learned to see my beloved.
- Through difficulty I came to dwell in relief.
- Through the gift of inner struggle
- I came to hear the sparrows in the morning.
- With new strength I pick up the sack from where it lay in the sand.
- I reshoulder my burdens.
- The mountains are mountains.
- The rivers are rivers.
