islam woman of God
she know beauty of devotion love
harsh austerities her path
mystic saint woman
she first mystic woman like this to live times
long ago
she kneel pray a lot with her mind in light
a halo form round her head
she understand her time spent best in love of God
not spent worry about other things so many
captured by
she was sold as slave woman
then owner see her there
with rays golden light encompass her
as she pray
so he left her to go on her way to be ascetic
for he fear not good to keep woman so sinless
she leave with very little
she spend days and nights worshipping with head down
like i am humble always
the earth beneath her form
desert air surround
sun beat down hard too
she was woman that sing divine love like
this love blessed and does not harbor fear of punishment
or thought of reward
it is pure love with no hooks or expectations within it
this is her message dear hearts
that true love is not layered with anything personal
or layered in expectations
Rabia,
oh life sweet friends is shimmering like gold
mountains of sand airy in muslim land
allah is the flow of pure water
fresh to my tongue
fresh to my ears, eyes, hands and all that moves
my heart always within the flow of that
my life always in the flow of that
whisperings heard, the mystic voice
here i am wiped clean of sins
here i am wiped clean of all that is not God
here i burn and and have no desire for heaven or fear hell
just love flows not caught within polarity
moon rise in desert beautiful landscape
small creatures move with their ways
all God's life made same
pure love is my heart
come now to it too
allah
praise is this flow
come now to it too
