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Stay Beside Me O Prophet We saw thy holy name On a Saturday evening sky As the horizon smiled with fame And my two companions made to sigh The vision of thy presence up high The clouds as greyish ink Our tired eyes refreshed blink With pleasant hearts’ awe Our souls with love did bow Oh Prophet how that I am in thy soul For every word and thought unmissed Uplifting the spiritual valor Making me feel like a billionare

Once More Oh Prophet thou had invited me How fortunate i can be Standing in a desert under a lonely shady tree Spiritual still to spree Thou has placed thy golden hands And made mine into magic wands i could have been a dirt in your lifetime But thou has given me spirtual confidence And made me walk with prudence After the convention clandestine Like the morn mist When i touched thy holy wrist On a roof in a breezy quiet night The sparkling dust Be the witness entrust over the secret of that lofty sight Give the world Or a river of gold For i do not touch a bit For i only want the incident repeat To touch thy hands and kiss thy feet Oh Prophet, my spiritual light thou lit