O Allah! May I reveal a hidden truth
Make it not a cause for your wrath

I disclose it for other’s gain
May it benefit them even by a grain

Had I known before for sure
That you’d grant me such treasure
I would’ve asked you for more
Like a beggar knocking at the door

Ya Rabb! I asked too less,
You gave me too much

There is a fun in asking too
Thirst is as tasty as water too

This slave has much to say
Light is shining from his clay

O the slaves who cry to Him at night-
May this sinner reveal to you a wise secret?

The more Him you call
The better will be His reply

But dictate Him not what to give
Rather the choice of best for Him you leave

What has the bee seen besides the hive?
Where but in the well did the frog so far dive?

Be not fooled by your narrow senses
Trust Him who made the earth and heavens

Take it from me, O His Slaves
Take it from me, none like Him gives!

Be not disheartened at your state
Keep asking Him without any retreat

He is in love with those who beg
He responds in ways they never think

O reader. Remember my lines
When to Him raises your hands-

There is a fun in asking too
Thirst is as tasty as water too

March 13 2004. Before Maghrib prayer