Bismillahir Rahmanir Rahim
If a
Witch you think I am,
And
witchcraft is my Art,
Then let
me show you the Wonders,
Of the
great Wizard,
Whose
staff ate away,
The
serpents of unfaith;
If him a
Wizard you label,
Then a
Witch am I for God's sake,
The fire
of Moses is burning within me,
For it
seeks to purify me,
To the Core of my Being;
O
ignorant one,
If you
light the match,
And seek
to burn Moses,
The Light
of my God will strike you,
And to
Ashes you will be rendered;
My heart
has caught the Light of my Lord,
Of the
Quran's descent I await patiently,
For it to
fill my life with Bliss,
In the
midst of the Warmth of Ramadan;
O ye who
seek to Burn my Quran,
Your
hands will Burn in the fiercest fires,
O you who
seek to kill my Quran,
My Allah
will kill you with a thousand deaths;
Don't
approach to His Wrath,
O
ignorant one,
For your plight will be,
Worst than the Most Abased of animals;
The Babe
of Life will take you within,
O you who
seek purity,
Let go of
the fear of man,
And
embrace submission
To the
Lord's Will,
Your Lord
is Good to you,
And will
take you to the peak of Love;
Your
embrace in Heaven's heart,
Seek the
sweet taste of God's Will,
And Mercy
will flow,
Like the
Blood of Life,
To give
new Life to this World;
Of your
Lord never doubt,
His is
the most precious promises,
The
Fulfillment of which
You will
Witness,
In the clarity of the Blessed New Dawn,
Insha Allah, Ameen.
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----[Divinely-inspired poem received and written by Hazrat Tayyeba Shaheeda Aliah Nasrine on 20 April 2022 (18 Ramadan 1443 AH at 22.15 pm - night)]