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Hover over the Minaret of my Expectations, O Mighty Spirit. |
Into the temple of peace, come Thou, O God of joy! Into the shrine
of devotion, come Thou O Bliss-God! Make the sanctuary of my goodness
sacred by Thy presence.
O mighty Allah, hover over Thy lone waiting minaret of my expectations.
O Allah, the mosque of my mind exudes the frankincense of stillness.
Come! We are waiting to hear the tread of Thy footsteps. The temple
vihara of my self-development is waiting for Thy coming.
Into the invisible church of my prayer, built of strong, white blocks
of devotion, come Thou daily to receive the humble offering of my
heart, renewed by love.
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