The Companion

In me there is
something like you,
for my soul is like you,
a place where I can kneel
and pray:
a masjid, a shrine,
my altar and my sacrifice.

This prayer is as quiet
as dawn,
as open as the sea.
It has no roof, no walls,
only a Name: Rabī'ah

In this place there is
only love.
The idols
have been smashed
and candles and shadows have
been replaced by the open sky,
open to all possibility,
finding
only itself.

In this place
there are dreams,
there is pleasure
where ecstasy is poured into itself
and becomes lost.
Where you think
there are others, but there
is only a rush of wings,
souls and no body.

And in my soul,
where you are
a temple,
a shrine, a mosque,
my thoughts dissolve into you
and you become my prayer