Cure Me

Say that Name just one more time, for no music will carry my feelings through,
Say that Name, for my eyes can hold no more!

Say that Name just one more time, for it tags at my heart,
Say that Name, for my soul can bear no more!

Say that Name just one more time, for nothing else move me,
Say that Name, relieve me from this misery!

Say that Name just one more time, for without which I'm empty,
Say that Name and fill me!

Say that Name just one more time, let it ring through me,
Say that Name and I'm happy!

Say that Name just one more time, let Its Greatness cure me,
Say that Name and cure me!

You

I hear nothing but Your Voice,
And when I turn...Your Glare.

I see nothing but Your Greatness,
And in each...Your Stare!

I feel nothing but Your Breeze,
And on my skin...I'm bare.

I turn to look...though in vain,
I know, You're There!

Marrakech

You, who would like to forever hide,
Never to be known,
To Beg and Beg,
You will never fit this city,
Not your robe...Nor your beard...Nor your demeanor!

A city that's becoming less yours,
A city that once was,
The hub of Knowledge!

You, who appear savage,
On the street built by savages,
You will never fit this city...not anymore.

A city that once was,
Built by savages!

Marrakech,
You were built by defenders!
Those that stared piercingly into the eyes of modernity and denied them!
You stood firm through desert storm and snow,
For your walls were plated with gold,
Gold that was the savage!

Al-Hambra

If these walls could talk,
They would have said,
"Indeed, no one conquers except Allah (Wa la Ghaliba Illa Allah),
And that the Sierra Nevada on the background testifies those words,
Enough is it for you...and, enough is Allah for you!"

If these walls could talk,
They would have advised you to abase yourself by the grandeur of the snow capped mountains, and the contrast of the blue sky against the green-white columns that upholds it,
And not through the paradox of the engravings that you made out of your feeling majestic!

If these walls could talk,
They would have reminded you of Majesty,
And being reminded of Majesty, you are reminded to bow and hide your powers,
For they were never yours!

If these walls could talk,
They would have advised you to hide in the streets,
Gathered amongst the Faqirs...in glorification!

If these walls could talk,
They would have beg to return to ground where they belong,
To prostrate to the Power they witnessed, that sank the un-sinkable,
To be with Him in solitude,
For He lies not within these walls...nor any other!