‘O my Him!’
I shall not ask You why
The reason for this delay

‘O my Him!’
I shall not ask You what
Makes me so patiently wait

‘O my Him!’
I shall not ask You when
The wonder will happen

For, all these questioning W’s
The devil in my mind tries to induce

‘O my Merciful Him!’

I have no faith in my silly tears
That’s been flowing all these years

Why to believe my aching heart
That’s been pounding from the very start

All my hopes are on Your Compassion
The least I trust is my own discretion

Therefore, O my Dear Creator!

The more belated is Your reply
The more persistent is my plea

No matter whatever is the pain
I will continue to smile with no grin

No matter whatever is the sorrow
I shall with much joy readily swallow

O Rabb, I am the repenting Son of Adam
Your angels can only envy my freedom

Therefore, O my Dear Creator!

Show Your Mercy on this intelligent fool
Drown him not in the disheartened pool

Consider. Answer.

Now. Soon. Ever…

April 12, 2003. Conceived during Asr and composed before Isha.