In perpetual gratitude 

dhikr whirls in my breath 

putting aside folly 

all forms of heedlessness 

squashing one‟s ego 

softening one‟s tongue. 

Expanding one‟s heart 

is but the very start. 

There comes a time 

inna man 

womb2man‟s life 

when he-she 

must stand tall 

do what‟s right. 

Wrestling with thyself 

with all ye might 

tears of joy 

cleanses thy sight. 

Action speaks louder than words 

deluded folk moving in herds 

hard ears deafen to the Word 

try, try, 


Silence can be heard. 


Yahya sea