POEM
Sleepy eyes!
O sleepy head!
Do not make haste for bed
But after Salāt Ishā'
Crave for even more Thawāb
And stand with me for a night prayer
O sleepy eyes!
Do not fail to realize
As your lids start to close
Your last breath may be near - just suppose!
Better then, to stand for a night prayer
O sleepy soul!
What burdens do you hold?
This longing for respite
To sleep all through the night
Your night prayer will revive you untold
O weary self!
You are bestowed with good health
You are passing through life
With wealth and keen sight
Owe Allah a little thanks then this night
O supple bed and carrier!
You stand as a barrier
Between me and my Lord
Your comfort stirs discord
Do not kindle your warm welcome for me!
I have preferred the hard floor
Therein lies comfort much more
On the dusty hard ground
Allah's nearness is found
How blessed is the nightly prostration!
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