Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Fountainhead

Only one sight:
La Illaha Ila Allah Hu.

Only one sound:
La Illaha Ila Allah Hu.

Only this call
As I ferment.

Rolling waves to nurture me,
Last night I was lost at sea,

Only this call, as I remember,
Held any weight at all:

La Illaha Ila Allah Hu,

Who could contend? I know they do
But it is lost into the sand.

I could say:
There is no reality but God.

My voice would fall flat,
Infernal pit of logic: venom and spit.

I lay like a whisper on your breath,
Say Hu:

Contain and contend.

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