There is nothing but Divine

La illaha illa allah

There, my Love, hear my heart beating like the djambe in the deepest forests
It be dying and yet it throbs through the night, such fluttering and stuttering
By the strikes and caresses of your Divine hand, you know me and you see me
In the darkness by that rhythm, where the morning seems an eternity away, O
Please merciful God don’t leave me in the night, let me see your face in the sun
Bless me with the music of your voice, the dance and stirring of your flute in the
Wind, O how my soul rejoices, like a woman struck in the head by the trembling
Earth, mad and unashamed to be writhing for her Lover’s kiss, yet I implore and
I whirl with this body in your bosom, whirl until the body and the loneliness
Dissolves, until the end of the world, until there is nothing but Divine.

Fatima Lasay, San Roque
Tuesday, March 25, 2014

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