Oh how I yearn to see Mecca’s night sky
A heavenly covering adorning the sacred sanctity
Softer than velvet; ebony’s envy
Silvery stars embossed onto the mystique black chador
Bait ul Mamur has generously allowed us a glimpse
A glint rather through the radiant lit sky
Opaque to some, transparent to others
Imaginations soar perceiving
As angels rotate
Lost in His love, a cosmic trance
A universal dance of heaven and earth.
You praise the Kiswa made by His servants?
Look high above
Cosmic beauty at its peak
A heavenly Kiswa visible to all, second to none!