The night descends, darkness before dawn
Dew falls, showering the world
Painting a hidden scripture of my soul
Unable to escape the hand of fate
Until I close my eyes at that morning hour
A wheel-less coffin stands
Grazing the walls of my ghostly breath
Lost is the earthly chemistry
Replaced by my new realm, Barzakh it is called
My spirit rises to the blue sky
Then my body is thrown into the muddy grave
With worms and earthy creatures
My body lies with the white shroud
The clothes I wore when I passed away
The clean white shroud
Mixed with mud, turning black
My body powerless
But in my soul, always strives to be sincere
Letting go of the body that I once wore
Time for the unseen judgment day
Between me and the Creator of the universe
Redeeming all the sins I have committed
During my time in this world
I submit to the Divine
Where will my soul be placed
When death comes for my body
Wrapped in the faithful shroud
My body in agony
When my soul is pulled from its vessel
But I accept all that comes
With the shroud that faithfully covers me.
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