You are right
I am wrong

I am always late
Your mercy so early

I am all evil
You are nothing but good

I am always forgetful
You never abandoned me

I am ashamed
Your Honor saved me

I am the dark night
Your light showed me the way

I was a barren rock
Your love made me a garden

I had no goal or means
You gave me both

I didn’t know to write
You became my pen and book

O the One I call Allah
You are more dear than You I fear

June 21 2010 (On flight from Sharjah to Calicut)