- in the name of Allah -



I cannot hold it, it cannot be held, 
A coal without heat, a hand without help.

I cannot taste it, it has no flavor, 
A fruit without seed, a sermon without savor.

I cannot see it, it escapes from sight, 
A bulb without filament, a scope without light. 

I cannot hear it, it cannot be heard,
A bird without song, a grief without word. 

I cannot smell it, it cannot be inhaled,
A cinnamon without spice, an ocean without a sail.

Yet all senses kneel, to the heart & what's inside, 
Known as Memory, that which outlives time.