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Soft Light

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There is a soft light
your forehead sheds,
every time I see it
I long for fasting and
the quiet of not-being.

2003 © Aïda Touré

Poem of the book Nocturnal Light.

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To Bow Before You

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I fall from the curves
of my being to bow before You
who encompasses the sun,
the stars and the moon…

(Poem excerpt from Nocturnal Light)

© 2003 Aïda Touré

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This Tender, Divine Music!

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Now please,
welcome more companions
in this reunion; we’ll be
a choir to the Presence
who sheds this tender,
divine music!

(Poem excerpt from Nocturnal Light)

© 2003 Aïda Touré

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The Enlightened Soul

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~ The Enlightened Soul ~

Taqwah* is Queen,
Love is King
Heart is the Throne
and the Crown is
the enlightened soul~

© 2017 Aïda Touré

*Taqwah is the state of being God-conscious.

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Many Ways to the Way!

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Outward blindness is
the gift of true lovers.
From not-seeing, a rose;
its fragrance draws us
closer to His Presence.
Many ways to the Way!
Let us say no more.
Now: the revolving.

(Poem excerpt from Nocturnal Light)

© 2003 Aïda Touré

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Pulled to Prayer

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~ Pulled to Prayer ~

A holy love is approaching:
between your eyes, a sun,
I look shyly as it strikes me
with some gentleness that
throws me to the ground,
the humbling haven
of vertiginous minds.
Every breath taken,
the Qur’an descends again:
every surah, a blessing
the unseen and the seen recite
for our heart to be purified.
The motions of planets
are prostrations too!
The very phenomenon
of gravity weaves an
unending prayer mat for
all humanity but we understand not
such bewildering subtlety.
Shadows of men know better,
from sunset to break of dawn,
prayerful, they bow in obedience
upon the diaphanous rug.
One who has intelligence
models himself after the Prophets,
alayhum salam.

(Poem excerpt from Nocturnal Light)

© 2003 Aïda Touré

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Innermost Conversation

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From your lips
to my ears, soft winds
alternate, circulate
then elated, they say:

“my love, we are mixed.
You are honey
I am milk, both
stirring in a bowl,

we feed the poor
inside, the noble
inquirer who longs
for His Paradise.”

(Poem excerpt from Nocturnal Light)

© 2003 Aïda Touré

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