A grain of sand
washed ashore
among a million other grains
it searches for its core
The core which lives far away
a beautiful name which bore
“Without you I’ll be left astray”
They both had swore
But was that only a mere illusion?
Or a reality they had sworn for
And a heart that still leans on
yearning for that knock on the door
The knock, the melody that filled the void
With a sound so beautiful, a scent so pure
Like two seas inseparable,
both filled with pearls and coral
Like two clashing waves,
always on war
Ya Rabb bless the one far away
With every blessing in your Blessed Store
For You Yourself have created the Barzakh
One which no one can pass so far
Ya Rabb have Mercy
Without Your Help what is it there to live for?
Ya Rabb, Ya Ghafoor
Ya Rabb, Ya Ghafoor

Ameen