Islamic
The Eyes of Ali Raza Last night I dreamt they followed me Like marbles set in sand Such beauty words cannot describe Of one led by God´s hand Last night I dreamt my Master came And held me in his arms He took me to the Kaaba’s door And sheltered me from harm His eyes were brown, no, hazel, green, And more with every smile, With every step their colour changed Again with every mile As we reached dear Mecca’s gate, His face was all aglow Then I awoke to find his light In books from long ago.