Lord! we are never more near to You
Than the moment before we succumb to our elements
Ramadan! You are never more needed
Than when we think we’ve had enough
I long for the passion of my thirst
To linger past the hour
That I recall the pleasure of the first sip
That runs sweetly to where the fast nestled in my throat
Month of purity
Month of me
Month of spiritual rhapsody

Love! You are never more treasured
Than the moment I see you leave my lovers’ eyes
Ramadan! You are never more beautiful
Than when daylight draws your veil
I long for the certainty of your nights
To spread to my days
That I may continue my moon filled vigil so
That my lips never cease His remembrance
Month of purity
Month of me
Month of spiritual rhapsody

Rose! You are never more beautiful
Than the moment before you surrender to die
Ramadan! You are never more precious
Than in your closing hours
I long that these last minutes turn to days
That I may save the space of time
That runs with the 'rosary' twisting through my fingers
Month of purity
Month of me
Month of spiritual rhapsody