Rabia al Basri poems
Rabia al Basri(717 - 801 / Basra / Iraq)
My Greatest Need is You
- by Rabia al Basri 41
Your hope in my heart is the rarest treasureYour Name on my tongue is the sweetest word
My choicest hours
Are the hours I spend with You --
O Allah, I can't live in this world
Without remembering You--
How can I endure the next world
Without seeing Your face?
I am a stranger in Your country
And lonely among Your worshippers:
This is the substance of my complaint.
Reality
- by Rabia al Basri 34
In love, nothing exists between heart and heart.Speech is born out of longing,
True description from the real taste.
The one who tastes, knows;
the one who explains, lies.
How can you describe the true form of Something
In whose presence you are blotted out?
And in whose being you still exist?
And who lives as a sign for your journey?