The Sun Does Not Rise, Neither Does It Set

October 18, 2007

The sun does not rise, neither does it set
Does the flame ever circle the moth?

The earth turns in beauty like a lover
Each dawn the sun bestows a kiss

At night the shy bride turns away
Beneath her star jeweled veil of rest

Each obedient to their course, and Lo!
“He makes the signs manifest.”

Keeping the night vigil the earth bows in prayer
Each degree of longitude a rak’at of prostration

To Him who holds the planets to their skies
The “Hidden Treasure” to the Sufi’s eyes

As Allah has ordained for all creation
Say the Prophets of every Book and nation.

– Irving Karchmar, © October 2007