O’ Divine Beloved, if Thy face would shine,
What nectar sweet, what bliss divine!
In that gaze, where truth does dwell,
All worlds would merge, all hearts rebel.

Thy mercy flows, an endless stream,
Filling the soul with boundless dream.
The very earth would bend and sway,
At Thy command, night turns to day.

The seas would bow, the heavens hum,
Each star would dance, its light undone.
Thy rays would pierce the darkest skies,
And angels tremble, lost in Thine eyes.

No soul would thirst, no heart would bleed,
In Thee, the cure for every need.
Every prayer, each sigh, each tear,
Would rise to Thee, O’Lord, so near.

Thine eyes, O’ Suns, with blazing might,
Would draw me close and end the night.
A single glance, and I would fade—
In Thy embrace, my soul is made.

Could I but see Thee, once and true,
My heart would soar, my soul would strew
Its love upon the winds of grace,
And in Thy gaze, I’d find my place.

No storm could rage, no wind would tear,
In Thy embrace, all would be fair.
Love would reign, and peace would call,
In Thy sweet mercy, I would fall.

No longer lost, no longer blind,
In Thee, O’ Lord, my soul shall find
The light it seeks, the truth it craves,
In Thy grace, all doubt behaves.

O’ Divine Presence, let me see,
Unveil Thyself and set me free.
In Thy light, all things would grow,
And in Thy love, I’d cease to know
The world, the pain, the grief, the strife—
For in Thy love, I’d live my life.

And when this fleeting time has flown,
Thy name, O’ Lord, will be my own.
Whisper it once, and I will fall,
Melt like dew beneath Thy call.

For in Thy grace, all things align,
And I, O’ Lord, forever shine.
Thy love, my soul’s eternal song,
In Thee, my heart shall dwell, lifelong

In the name of God, I rise and soar,
O’ Lord of mercy, I seek Your door.
In royal nectar, Your light I sip,
Guiding my heart with every dip.

O’ Sustainer of souls, O’ Source of grace,
I answer Your call, to run my race.
Through fields of bloom, my wings take flight,
In Your name, I embrace the light.

O’ Most Merciful, O’ Compassionate One,
In Your love, my fears come undone.
With every beat, I feel Your hand,
Guiding my hive at Your command.

O’ Creator of bee and bloom,
In Your garden, there’s no gloom.
Grant me wisdom, pure and clear,
To lead with love, and not with fear.

In Your name, I hum and glide,
A queen, yet humble, by Your side.
With every drop, I find my power,
A gift from You, my sacred flower.

With every beat, my wings unfold,
In unity, our story told.
We serve in love, we share in prayer,
Our hearts entwined, Your mercy there.

O’ Nourisher, O’ Keeper of light,
Guide me through the day and night.
Let justice reign and mercy flow,
As through Your wisdom, we gently grow.

O’ Source of sweetness, pure and deep,
In Your embrace, we wake from sleep.
A thousand hearts, a thousand lives,
Together in Your mercy thrives.

Let my reign be kind, with wisdom bright,
Reflecting stars that shine so light.
In every flutter, in every prayer,
I am Your servant, everywhere.

In the name of God, I soar and sing,
A queen, a bee, on golden wing.
Humbly I serve, in love and trust,
In You alone, I place my trust.

Jamil:
Where dost thou dwell, O’ queen of bees,  
In silence, yet so deep, so free?  
Is it by crown, by power’s hand,  
That thou dost lead this sacred land?

Queen Bee (Buzzing softly):
Ah, Jamil, not by crown nor might,  
But in the pulse of love's own light.  
In the heart of the hive, I take my place,  
In every breath, in every grace.  

I sip from nectar, time's own brew,  
A labour's gift, both old and true.  
In each drop, a secret calls—  
A dance where soul and silence fall.

Jamil:
And what is this dance, where truth is spun,  
In each beat of wings, in the rising sun?  
Is it love that shapes the rhythm you keep,  
Where all things wake, and none shall sleep?

Queen Bee:
Love, like honey, doth life bestow,  
In its flavour, light, a dream aglow.  
The workers glide—each step a prayer—  
Their wings are whispers, soft in air.  

In every pulse, no greater, none too small,  
We rise, we fall—each answer calls.  
Is it I, who reigns in quiet sway,  
Or the hum of life that leads the way?

Jamil:
A hum of life? Can power be so pure,  
In a rhythm silent, yet so sure?  
Is’t the heart, or crown, that holds dominion,  
Or is there something beyond our vision?

Queen Bee:
Power lies not in the hand that reigns,  
But in the breath that sustains,  
In unity's pulse, in silence deep,  
Where hidden truths in stillness sleep.  

The hive, a mirror, a universe wide,  
Where every cell and pulse collide.  
In creation’s hum, we rise as one,  
In the sacred dance, all hearts are spun.

Jamil:
The dance of One… I feel it, too,  
In every breath, in every hue.  
But where is the throne, the crown of gold,  
In a world so humble, yet so bold?

Queen Bee:
Seek not the throne, nor crown's bright light,  
For in humble steps, shines divinity's might.  
The soul of the hive, the heart of song,  
Is the truth eternal, where all belong.  

In love’s embrace, no power is sought,  
For in each hum, the truth is taught.  
In the smallest grace, the Divine will dwell,  
In silence, where all truths swell.

Jamil:
And what of the path, the way to glow?  
How dost one dance, and truly know?

Queen Bee:
In rhythm’s hum, in love's sweet breath,  
In unity’s dance, we transcend death.  
Each step we take, each breath we draw,  
Is sacred song, eternal law.  

In honeyed light and grace unspoken,  
The chains of fear are swiftly broken.  
In every soul, in every mind,  
The dance of the One is all we find.

Jamil:
So we dance, not by force, but by grace—  
In every step, we find our place.  
The hive, the pulse, the hum, the song,  
In this, we rise, and we belong.

Queen Bee:
Yes, Jamil, in love’s embrace,  
All is One, and all is grace.  
The Queen within, the song of time—  
The truth of life, in every rhyme.  

Embrace the dance, the sweet release,  
In the pulse of love, find peace.  
For in this hum, in every heart,  
We are One, and never apart.

Jamil:
In humble joy, in silent prayer,  
We rise as one, in endless care.  
And in this truth, this dance so pure,  
We find our light, and we endure.

Queen Bee (Faintly humming):  
So hum, so dance, in love's embrace,  
For all is One, and all is grace.  
The Queen within, the heart of song,  
The truth of life, where we belong.  

In every soul, in every mind,  
The eternal dance of love we find.  
In unity’s rhythm, we shall soar,  
In love, in grace, for evermore.

Your eyes, like twin stars, do brightly gleam,  
Reflecting the sun’s soft golden beam.  
A brilliance that no words can fully trace,  
A quiet splendour, a tranquil grace.  

I, but a humble heart, now make this plea,  
O’ charming soul, stay close to me.  
Let time pause, its cruel march delay,  
And keep you young, forever to stay.  

In your gaze, the world finds its glow,  
A light that only true love can know.  
O’er fleeting years, let not this moment flee—  
Stay with me, and in youth, forever be.

In the end,  
It was Love—no greater thing,  
A silent force, yet all-embracing,  
That came like the moon’s soft beam,  
Lighting every heart, a boundless dream.  

Love whispered truths too deep to tell,  
A secret song, a sacred spell,  
And with its touch, we were made whole,  
Like earth and sky, a single soul.  

No longer lost, no longer torn,  
In Love’s embrace, we are reborn.  
It mends the heart, it frees the mind,  
In its warm glow, all grief resigned.  

For Love, like wine, will always pour  
Into the cracks, forever more,  
Binding the shattered, making bright,  
All that was dark, now bathed in light.  

And in its radiance, we shall see,  
That Love alone is all we need to be free.

May the vast and endless heavens above,  
In their infinite wisdom, surround you with love,  
Bestowing upon you blessings most rare,  
That fill your days with joy and care.  

May victory’s glow, like the dawn’s first light,  
Lift your spirit to exquisite height,  
And harmony, with its gentle sway,  
Guide your steps, come what may.  

May peace, like a river calm and deep,  
Flow through your soul, and softly keep  
Your heart at rest, free from dismay,  
As wisdom whispers, lighting your way.  

May laughter, like raindrops in the spring,  
Dance upon you, and joyfully sing,  
And love’s warm embrace, tender and true,  
Wrap you in beauty, ever new.  

May hope, like the morning’s golden gleam,  
Fill your days with each passing dream,  
Turning each moment to something bright,  
As the stars above keep you in light.  

May the garden of love, radiant and fair,  
Bloom with colours beyond compare,  
Its fragrance, divine, in every breeze,  
Carrying with it a life of ease.  

May courage, like a flame, steady and bright,  
Guide you through dark and uncertain night,  
And joy, like the sun, rise high and clear,  
Filling your heart with warmth, my dear.  

For this soul, in humble reverence, prays,  
That your path be blessed through all your days.  
A Happy New Year, with love to inspire,  
And the stars above lifting you higher.

With joy, I stand,
As you slip from my hand,
A shadow, a veil, so faint, so fine,
Fading like dusk at the close of time.

Yet in absence, I call—
Come forth within me, in all,
To nestle, to bloom,
In my heart’s hallowed room.

O’ radiant spark, so fair,
Manifest love, and fill the air,
Let me hold thee, soft and bright,
A treasure in endless night.

O’ Beloved, in whose light my soul is lost,  
You are the breath of heaven, the very cost  
Of my existence, an intoxication divine,  
A love so deep, no tongue can dare define.  

You are the wine, and I, the cup you fill,  
A thirst unending, yet I drink my fill.  
Your eyes, like stars, consume me whole—  
An endless longing that devours my soul.  

In your touch, I am both slave and king,  
Bound by desire, yet free in everything.  
You are the flame, and I the burning wick,  
I dance in your fire, lost in love’s trick.  

O’ sacred beauty, in you I see  
The truth beyond the self, the unity.  
Your beauty is not of this world,  
But of the spirit, in your gaze unfurled.  

Come, Beloved, for I am drunk on your name,  
A mystic’s love that cannot be the same.  
My heart, a river, flows to you—  
The shore is distant, but the love is true.

In the garden of your love, I roam,
A seeker lost, yet never lone.
I search for you, O’ moon so bright,
Hidden in the veil of night.

The wind whispers your name, so sweet,
Through ancient paths where shadows meet,
You hide in places deep and pure,
Yet every trace is my allure.

Like a flame that dances in the dark,
You flicker, tease, and leave a mark—
I chase you, but you slip away,
Like dawn’s first light at break of day.

O’ beloved, what is this game?
Why hide from me, who feels the same?
Are we not one beneath the skin?
In every breath, I seek within.

The rose blooms, but hides its heart,
Yet in its fragrance, I depart—
To follow you through realms untold,
Where love’s pure fire is made of gold.

I run, I search, through every space,
But you, like light, can’t be replaced.
In your hiding, I find my quest,
For only in seeking, we are blessed.

When will you come, O’ soul so near?
I chase your shadow, feel your fear.
But in your flight, I know you yearn,
For I am love, and I return.

O’, let this game of hide and seek,
Reveal the truth, make hearts unique.
For in your hiding, I find me,
And in our love, we are set free.

So come, my love, and end this night,
Let us unite in the sacred light.
For though you hide and I may seek,
The heart will always find what it speaks.

I am not that which sparkles pure and bright,
Nor claim to be a pearl of matchless might.
Yet should the Lord, with mercy’s boundless grace,
Bestow His favour on this fleeting place,
Then shall this drop, though humble in its form,
Join in the vast and ceaseless, raging storm.
The ocean’s depths, with love’s eternal tide,
Shall take this soul and in its ***** hide.

O’ what sweet life to sail in blissful rest,
Where waves of peace shall soothe the heart’s unrest!
And silence reigns within that ocean’s kiss,
Where stars do dance in timeless, endless bliss.
To rest within that deep and sacred flow,
Where time itself doth cease to ebb or go.

What joy, what bliss, to lose the self in Thee,
O’ boundless love, O’ vast eternity!
For in Thy depths, all things their place shall find,
And every wave speaks softly to the mind.

Thus let this drop become no more my own,
But part of Thy eternal, glimmering throne

Let thy cup, O’ bearer, pure and bright,  
Be filled with love’s eternal light,  
Not once, but ever, from dawn till night,  
With the sacred wine that takes its flight.

In its depths, the truth shall glow,  
A light that whispers soft and slow,  
Overflowing with grace, let it flow,  
And in its stream, our hearts shall grow.

Let the cup never know decay,  
For in its fullness, peace shall stay,  
The wisdom of the ages lay,  
In every drop, a brighter day.

From the hand that gives, there’s endless cheer,  
No emptiness, no thirst, no fear,  
For he who drinks will find it clear—  
The cup of love is always near.

This is a sign, a sacred breath,
A call to rise from dust and death.
In the silence of the night you’ll wake,
A soul reborn, no more to break.

From the depths where shadows lay,
You’ll ascend like dawn’s first ray.
No earthly chains can bind you long,
For you are destined to be strong.

With every step, the world shall see
A light unyielding, fierce and free.
Through valleys deep, through mountains high,
You’ll shine, a star within the sky.

O’ heart of mine, in patience trust,
For from the earth, the rose must.
The heavens call, the winds conspire,
To raise you up, and lift you higher.

Through pain and loss, through joy and gain,
Your light will burn, will break the chain.
This is your sign, your sacred fate—
To rise and shine, no end, no date.