Riddle oh such a riddle

Prayer’s house is an opening one,
Everything in it is seeable,
Seek that is in seeing eyes.
Prayer is not alone but with animals.
The Most High is pleased with him;
The yoke is not on Prayer’s land nor sea;
The yoke is on all of it, but not him.
Think, what one could, such a riddle.
Feel, what one would, such a figure.
Sense, what one should, such a paradox.
Thee must seek Prayer’s house, and listen to him.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Published by This Engrained Heart

I am a Deaf male, and I write what comes my mind. I have been creatively writing since 2010, and from there has been growing my excitement and passionate for my poetry and writing.

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