>Beautiful Islam

>Ebullient Hymn sung backwards
sit beside me, my instinct boils
What unjust pretense aroused
What right given to man
not afforded to Hymn?

Spontaneous beauty filling
whatever holds It
wraps the form of any body.

No right was granted
& no right shall be assumed.

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