O! Fortunate fond friend, <br />Forgive us if we did offend. <br />We bid you farewell, <br />On the journey long, <br />With tears in the eyes, <br />And on the lips song. <br /> <br />Pray we all for your safety, <br />May God bestow you purity. <br />While going around the Pivot, <br />Remember us the sinners a lot. <br />Forget us not in the prayer, <br />For life bestows chances rare. <br /> <br />In front of the Tomb Green, <br />Meek is where a king or queen, <br />On our behalf scatter showers, <br />Of petals of tribute and flowers, <br />Saying, “Many wait for their turn, <br />Their souls pant and bodies burn.”<br /><br />Muhammad Shanazar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-departure-to-umrah/
