Undeniably His

They don’t believe me when I say you have answered,
 They don’t hear you answer,
 They are listening with their ears when they should be listening with their heart,
 Of the many voices in the head yours is the faintest,
 Feeble like the old man on the pavement whom everyone crosses, rarely ever notices,
 If only they would spare a glance, a glance full of reverence, of unexpected kindness,
 The doors to His house will stand open,
 And a voice will travel through the deep ocean of our hearts, stronger, firmer, undeniably His.

The Song of the Sufi Masroof