Muhammad
Did You hear God at night inside the cave, And then incant His words for All to know? Me lotus-legged in My Maine architrave, Says, "Yes! You dreamed a vision that was so." *** The cold surf crashes over My dark eyes, Me must depart before the tide is full, Me dream of You, Your Hand inside My thighs, Me desert-drawn, Me feel the bright stars' pull. *** May prophesy be manifest, not hid, May speaking God be truth, not manic sin, May God Me speak as truly as You did, Equality--it is Submission's twin. *** If only for one hour, for one day, In Maine and Mecca, We are One. We lay.