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For you my love ascends higher than
the sky, with more depth than the deep
blue sea. More intense than a hurricane.
Without the Mercy you bestow ... I’d
be insane.
True, is this love affair.
A love supreme … a love that is rare.
I love you with my heart, mind and soul.
I have loved you from my youth and will
love you as I grow old.
You have brought sunshine into the
darkness of my night. Now, as your slave,
I bask in the glow of your light.You are
the author of Peace the Creator of Love;
I bow down before you because you are
the object of my love.
I am Your humble servant and Your
dutiful slave ... Never unmindful
That soon I shall reside within my grave.
Seeking your forgiveness and Mercy
from above ... You are my LORD
And sole object of my love!

Abu Lateef

Monday, September 05, 2005

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