We chant: Iyaka Na’abudu waiyaka nasta’eem, we worship, and we rely on you!
Oh Allah, so merciful, beneficent and compassionate, we open our Heart Doors.
Longing so deep; devotion and practice so determined: Submission so True!
Wisdom and Knowledge; Djihad al Nafs; we surrender all - faces to the floors.
Now, we finally see, in all Truth and Glory: a Unity of all things; no Separation;
Muraqaba, we meditate; we contemplate; we pray: all Loving, Rapture and Joy!
Rejoicing in spiritual practices; we cry: what took us this long in Cremation?
Burning away all the ego-self dross, we Cross the Stream to Al-Fana, Destroy!
Peace so sublime: Tazkiyah; Virtuous Love, Freedom for all, including our foes!
No more viewing a Self-apart: we dance, dissolve, sing and praise all things!
There is no Evil, nor haste in Judgment; just reciting poetry: the Night goes.
Whether we Live or Die, who cares; this Spiritual Dying; we are Beggar Kings!
Journey so long, such an Emptiness so profound: Isahn, the Sheikh lives inside;
Corpse breathing so subtle; yet, This Interior Divine Essence - a waiting bride!