My islam is Love

 124,000 Prophets and Prophetesses have brought the religion of union with the Divine to the tribes of Adam and Eve, peace be upon them both.  We know the Names of a few, but the majority of them remain mysteries to us.  Perhaps they speak to us in our dreams or when we walk alone in the forests or at the beach along the ocean.  Perhaps the birds sing the revelations.  Perhaps the sun witnessed the beautiful revelations of a woman on a mountaintop reciting a sacred Book or of a group of women who chanted the revelations in a time where the women were the leaders of the tribes.  Perhaps these revelations will be discovered in a cave or in a pot or a woman will sing them as they have been passed on for thousands of years by the women in her village, silently, secretly....to hide them from the patriarchy that destroyed the altars of priestesses.

(Noor's heartbeats)

Ani Zonneveld's website

The song's lyrics are based on a poem from Rabia al-Basri, a very famous centuries old Sufi poet.

In My Soul,
by Rabia al Basri

In
my soul
there is a temple, a shrine, a mosque, a church
where I kneel.

Prayer should bring us to an altar where no walls or names exist.

Is there not a region of love where the sovereignty is 
illumined nothing,

where ecstasy gets poured into itself
and becomes
lost,

where the wing is fully alive
but has no mind or 
body?

In
my soul
there is a temple, a shrine, a mosque,'
a church

that dissolve, that 
dissolve in

God.