as the night falls,
and the birds return to their nests,
you call upon us,
every step towards you,
pleases you,
every inch of my skin,
purified for your sake,
with water or dust,
it matters not,
for you love like no other,
and as the night falls deeper,
the open fields are illuminated,
by moon and the stars,
for I always sense your mercy,
during the darkest hours,
so I call upon you,
as I spend my nights in qiyam,
soaked with my tears,
I lay my forehead on the prayer mat,
and with patience and hope,
I await your justice,
for your blessings and mercy are enough,
for an unabating believer me.
