Kahf Kuh, the Great Mountain

In 2009, I travelled to Al Kahf
The white sandy desert, where 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
A journey of four months in darkness
No Sun, no Moon, no Stars
Dust is Blue, the atmosphere all Blue
So Blue the azure color reflects on the SKY.

Kahf Kuh, mother of all mountains,
Where do you think Zer-el-babel came from?
He laid his hand on the Temple of Solomon,
No power of man shall build it,
Without SPIRIT all be ruined!

The Prince shall come to rule the City!
What HOUSE he builds for the King?

O Zul-el-Kahflee, the Great Mountain!
You are among the Fighters of the last days,
By SPIRIT, shall the House be rebuild,
With the living stones of the Mount Kahf.

The Prince, the Truth, the Guided One
He praise Allah in the Holy House
The King appear and says,
‘Ye lead the prayer for they ye people’.

The King certainly restore all things
The PROMISE that binds us together
Rejoice in the City of Holy for thousand years.

Praise in the name of Allah,
El Rahmaan El Raheem, the Most Gracious Most Merciful.

(As I was writing this song, his spirit appeared at a glimpse, wearing a clothing of the great Fighter)

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