The Gathering of the Birds Tired and listless, Before arriving home I wandered to the home Of the nightingales, And there I...

Do not discard yourself What are we but a vessel for blessed souls? For they come to us from the past and future Bringing perception of Trut...

When I was Younger O’ Love, O’ Light of Creation, O’ Muhammad Habibullah, O’ Abu Arwah!* How I wish I knew you better, And how I wish when I...