I travelled to Al Kahf,
The white sandy desert, many Arabs lives,
wear long robes, hijab all black
They invited me for a meal,
The CAVES, a place of the Unseen,
Knowledge beyond human understanding.
Legendary mountain inhibited by the Djinn!
By night we walked,
Many men few women,
Seek refuge in the Wilderness
From the evil Government,
Miles and miles away,
Found the house of Maryam, a little wood on the hill.
I laid my palm on the wood,
O Mirror of the Mist!
Where is Maryam of this house?
Then my image appeared,
From the Mirror of Genesis.