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Wisdom and Tea Lyrics

Wisdom and Tea - by Dawud Wharnsby Ali
I"m looking back throughout the years
To breathe his heart and my eyes are choked with tears
Your face and hair are full of light
Now it will soon be time to go
I feel you feeling calm now
Did the angel let you know?
For all the wisdom and tea you gave to me
Let me offer something now
So warm and comforting and sweet
Can you hear me whisper to you as you sleep?
Laillahaillallah
Did you always understand?
Can you feel me take your hand?

Flowers, houseplants and I you helped us grow
Now, as I hold your cup how are you and I to know
I"ve care for you and looked for ends of paradise
As I bent to wash your feet
Our minutes fade like photographs
Of crowds from an evening street.

For all the wisdom and tea you gave to me
Let me offer something now
So warm and comforting and sweet
Can you hear me whisper to you as you sleep?
Laillahaillallah
Did you always understand?
Can you feel me take your hand?
I dreamt we sat in the kitchen
Like we used to having tea
The apparition vanished as in life"s reality
We will meet again
Is what I"m sure I felt her say
On the day when veils and secrets of the heart will be torn away.

For all the wisdom and tea you gave to me
Let me offer something now
So warm and comforting and sweet
Can you hear me whisper to you as you sleep?
Laillahaillallah
Did you always understand?
As I let go of your hand.
For all the wisdom and tea you gave to me
Let me turn to something now
So warm and meaningful and sweet
Allah give us peace in our final sleep
Laillahaillallah
Give us patience to understand
Ya gafuru ya rahman.

What is finally in the heart?

What is the final choice?

Allah knows and all that we can claim
Are just memories endeavour.
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