Al-Ḥajar al-Aswad

In the heart of Kaaba’s sacred space,
Lies a treasure, a heavenly trace.
A stone as black as the deepest night,
A symbol of faith, a guiding light.

The Black Stone, ancient and revered,
With stories of pilgrims, its history’s steered.
A gift from heaven, a meteor’s descent,
A piece of paradise, to earth, it was sent.

A relic of prophets, kissed by the blessed,
In its ebony hue, hearts find rest.
Circled by pilgrims in worship and praise,
It marks the start of their Hajj’s phase.

As the Kaaba’s cornerstone, it stands with grace,
A connection to God, a sacred embrace.
Though black as coal, it shines so bright,
Guiding souls towards the eternal light.

O Black Stone, witness to countless dreams,
Where faith and devotion eternally streams.
In your sacred presence, hearts find home,
As pilgrims kiss your surface, they’re never alone.

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