You asked me how much love I hold,
When I tell you, I don’t know,
I cannot know, can never know,
The only measure of love I can carry for a human,
For my love for Allah is insurmountable,
Forever insufficient. Yes,
That measure is only what I can express for you,
Infinitely less than its reality,
No number of lifetimes will guarantee I can expel it all,
This rolling tumbling feeling of goodness and light
That enters the rooms of this castle and
Removes the weight of mountains from my shoulders,
When the air I breathe is blessed with your presence,
Time cannot bear its heaviness,
This vessel can never understand it.
This love that stems beyond mere mortal life,
Extends to a past where memory is immaterial,
Not birthed into existence to hold
Account of what has been,
The only truth is that ancient reality is realised
Perhaps consume the other in the process.
May it transcend the boundaries of time,
May you know the limits of my love,
May you know it always begins and ends