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Reciting the Qur’an

Without Your Word in my heart,

I am not me; Your Word on my lips

Is not enough; it can be smudged off

By the world’s kiss, alluring in softness

Of speech. Your Word in my mind,

In depths of understanding is

What creates me again, anew,

Moulds me from within, as Spirit

Shapes Form. Let me be Your

Slave, not in letter only but in soul,

In knowing. Let its flame

Burn deep within to quench all other flames,

Let its tip of brilliance be my word

Flickering at the edge of Your Word,

Blazing at the core of my heart.