ME’RAJ BY SARA FAZEL
To
travel
Up…Up….
Up….
Higher…Higher…
Higher
How
would it feel?
To
be so free?
Buraaq
The
bright
Baitul-
Muqaddas
Ka’abah
Light
Galloping
Faster…Faster….
Look
up…right there…
It’s
the end of a limit
Sidratul-Muntaha
Raf
Raf
Goes
to the highest place
Nobody
has ever reached, never
To
the glory of Allah
Heaven
and Hell
The
view
Breath
taking
All
angels’ different jobs
So
many fingers
Counting
The
journey ends
Down…Down…Down….
To
the ridicules of the crowd
If
only they knew
How
It
Feels
To
Be
Free