Prayer’s house is an opening one,
Everything in it is seeable,
Seek that is in seeing eyes.
Prayer is not alone but with animals.
The Most High is pleased with him;
The yoke is not on Prayer’s land nor sea;
The yoke is on all of it, but not him.
Think, what one could, such a riddle.
Feel, what one would, such a figure.
Sense, what one should, such a paradox.
Thee must seek Prayer’s house, and listen to him.
©️ Ismael Mansoor