i have so little

no, i have nothing

i sit on Your grace

in the grace of Your time

in the place of Your mercy

and i acquit myself of the ‘right’ to use my self

there is no self that is mine

without Your prior decree

even these words that i type

are done with borrowed fingers

“In fact, We can reshape his very fingertips.” (75.4)

i am sorry for every moment i thought

or think

there is a me that exists without You

that i can walk this way or that

on ‘my’ legs

so let me dispose of whatever ‘i’ have

for You

let my life be the truth of these words

writ into flesh and bone

i lay it all before You

and ask that Your grace allow me to know

what to do with it

every day

every hour

every breath that manifests in the cosmos due to You

الله