The Divine Throne

O Throne, You are here.
Inside the One is One
is One and on and on.

Nothing is outside Your gift of Rahmat.
The Queen sings to each of us,
gives away the Secret Name.
Praise the act!  Prayer does not pray.
The heart filled with faith does.

Honey dripping from their tongues,
coming home to fill the hive with a labor of Love.
Do not wonder if She hides inside.
She does.

Rahmat, You taste so sweet
inside our hearts.
Mother's Mercy is milk
from the breasts of God,

seek Her here and there.
Seek Her everywhere.
When Allah acts,
She is nearer than near.