A servant marvels in disbelief as his Lord answers his prayer before he even calls upon Him

Ya Rahman! Ya Raheem!
O My Loving Lord!

You’ve cherished me
With your Mercy.

You have answered me,
Even before I called You.

Of what harm
The thorns in the path?

Your help keeps me
Safe as a flower.

The clouds, the stars,
Sky and the moon:
Your signs are
Everywhere!

You are more acquainted
Of the landscapes within.

Every moment,
A new moment!

Every atom,
A new atom,
Different
From its ‘yester-moments’.

Every artist,
A receiver
Of Your Infinite
Inspiration!

May I trust You
As I trusted you so far?

May I become
The living testimonial
Of Your
Endless Mercy?

You are never tired
Of my repeated requests.

You are ever Patient
With my impatience.

You are the prayer
Within my prayer.

The praise of Your Beloved,
The coolness for my eyes.

Your glory!
Your praise!
Your mercy!
Of what worth
Am I
Without these?

Dec 14, 2000. Edit March 2023