On The Destiny Night


Who migrates by the stars
Hanging from the sky of Destiny Nights,
I must turn that bird tonight.

Forever needs a little stretch,
The night must not draw on to be the day,
For the journey must be circuitous tonight.

High up the planes of existence,
Higher still to the divine Love Council,
I must transcend the transcendence tonight.

Bound to the chains of sinfulness,
Desirous to be sinless child again,
This Abd must turn Ubayd tonight.

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