Resident poet Yahya Naqvi delivers another profound poem on one’s relationship with one’s Creator and the true Love for the One.
My love, be my strength
Answer calls when I pray at length
My love, be my light
Guide me in the dark of night
My love, be my direction
Unearth proofs of Your perfection
We cry, but useless are these tears
I should weep, consumed in fear
I should be afraid to upset you
I should beg for your mercy
If I attain your satisfaction
There is no power that can hurt me
No temptation could pervert me
No invitation could divert me
No attraction could convert me
For You, this lantern burns
I await for a sign
For You, my spirit yearns
The Ultimate, Divine
For You, the world turns
Grant this wish of mine
When the awaited returns
Place me in Your design
My love, be my strength
Answer calls when I pray at length
My love, be my light
Guide me in the dark of night
My love, be my direction
Unearth proofs of Your perfection
