I fear I’ve gone missing. Come, carry me through the restless night. Silence came knocking and sat by my side. Be gentle, set my tongue alight. Though it costs me pain, from life’s mirrored palace, set my living breath to flight. My soul is worn from the wandering road. If it’s yours to do, break God’s silence into light. The world plays its games and its shows. Marday asks, but you dream to win. From one light, you and I, then why this storm between our minds, why? A thousand dreams lie pressed beneath; my silence answers the noise within. The cold winds came at their destined hour. Still my heart seeks your warmth, why? I fear I’ve gone missing. Come, carry me through the restless night. Some birds fly past every border’s end. You’re the door where a far soul weeps its plight. Like God, dissolve into me. You’re my plea, laid down in the Khwaja’s rite. Be the day of light. In my darkened room, set a lamp burning bright. I fear I’ve gone missing. Come, carry me through the restless night. If you know the shore past the seas of right and wrong, where forgiveness plays no game, where the doer and the cause are the same, in the shade of the heart’s fire, come, helpless, held by its light. When the sky cries out my name, be what it requires. Come, meet me at that height. I fear I’ve gone missing. Come, carry me through the restless night.