How indebted I am to You, O Teacher. You revived this heart; You placed Remembrance (of the Lord) into this heart; You placed love into this heart... Love of The Merciful Lord. Love of the Beloved. As my heart turns as I compose this poem, every turn, every jump, every moment of my eyes welling up - know, O Teacher, its all because of You. Because of Your Eyes. Because of Your Smile. Because of your Love. How is it possible to repay such a debt? Youve ignited my soul. What a situation you have placed me in, O Teacher! Yet I wish for this debt to increase... May the Beloveds beautiful Eyes always be showering Mercy upon You. May The Merciful Lord raise your ranks. Truly blessed am I to have met You.
Posted on: Fri, 31 Oct 2014 10:59:27 +0000
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