Half this tale has been told to you

A tale of love, pure and true

And after his retreat he found his love

Thanked Allah from the skies above

They celebrated their time on our Earth

Until that day arrived that wretched curse

As tears left his eyes and streamed his face

Death replaced her body’s place

And a pain set in, no man has felt

And before his lord he prayed and knelt

‘Oh Lord! Take me too, I cant win this fight

Allow our souls to reunite”

But no answer or reply came to him,

Until the angel began to sing

The inspiring voice stirred a command

To seek his Layla throughout this land

So on his way he set atrial

With a broken soul and body frail

One decade passed and miles were tread

And still he wished himself for dead

A relief from the pain that had struck his heart

The tears and shivers that do not depart

For everywhere he turned his face

Only pain had taken his Layla’s place

But one night a whisper befell his ear

And woke him as this voice came clear

“Layla! He cried with his pain afresh

The agony reborn within his flesh

She said;

“I have spread myself for you to see

but you have chosen to ignore me

As the sun rises I keep you warm

In every creature I take it’s form

And follow in hope you will recognize

To open your heart, disobey your eyes

When you take your rest by the tree

How can you be unaware of me?

When the stars guide you through the night

Cant you understand you are in my sight

And every beggar with his face despair

Cant you see me in their stare?

When champions ride their horses through

From within the horse, I can see you

And the wind that passes by your skin

I surround you, and your mine within

My breast is the dirt in which you sleep

My lovers company, I sworn to keep

And when you drink the water fresh

I quench the thirst of your tired flesh

I am in everything you feel and see

But you have chosen not to notice me

But do not weep we’ll be together soon

When death embraces my sweet Majnoon