There’s something about
Your Beloved’s name
A mention: and my soul
Loses its body-tame

The very sound of it
Like the monsoon rain
For those wandering in thirst
Damned in the sinful famine

It inspires in the disheartened
A compassionate ray of hope
And those who in despair cried:
Their tears begin to stop

Did YOU not call him
The ‘Mercy to the Worlds’
And I very well know
These are not hollow words

His very mention:
An adorable melody
For our sleepless souls
Crying for a remedy

Oh! Is he not
The sole reason why
Other bodies see
The Earth with envy?

How many hundreds
Of years have passed
Yet none’s praise
Like his has surpassed

O Allah! Praise to You
For the Hijazi Rasool
For, His thoughts kindle
The Love-Fire within my soul

13th June 2003. Edit March 2022