When anxieties trouble my soul
and the night is heavy with sorrow
I look up to the heavens
where the angels hover amongst the stars, I feel a gentle embrace so sweet and soft
Calming my mind
and healing my soul
Filling me full of peace and love
"Oh you whose throne enfolds the heavens and earth"
"Envelop me in your mercy and bring me back to your presence"
"To walk again in tranquil gardens"
"Wherein is neither suffering nor sickness"
"Nor pain nor misery"
The sky looks so perfect and beautiful
The stars shimmer while the Moon silently looks down
The air is fresh and clear,
Reviving my spirit and giving me hope
Can I believe that the dawn will bring
the answer to my prayers?
And the world will be a different place?
The love of the Beloved
By ibn al Qayyim al Jawziyah
The love of the Beloved
must be unconditionally returned.
If you claim love
yet oppose the Beloved,
then your love is but a pretence.
You love the enemies of your Beloved
and still seek love in return. You fight the beloved of your Beloved.
Is this Love or the following of shaitan?
True devotion is nothing
but total submission
of body and soul
to One Love.
We have seen humans claim to submit,
yet their loyalties are many.
They put their trust here, and their hope there,
and their love is without consequence.
..Much I have strained to make my soul obey,
But for whose sin I had not gone astray;
When I would be obedient, it was faint
And showed a strange distaste and unrestraint.
I wrestled with my soul as with a foe,
It bidding me to err, I saying no;
We were as ancient enemies at large.
I put on patience, to withstand its charge;
With troops of tempting it came forth to fight -
What patience could withstand such reckless might? -
Which gave it courage when its courage quailed,
And reinforcement when its forces failed.
Now I succeed, now it, in the affray;
Yet, when we meet, it ever wins the day.
I love it well, but it opposes me
As if I held it not in amity;
It is an enemy I cannot hate,
A memory I can ne'er obliterate.
Blindly it swims upon its sinful sea,
Clutching the hems of its iniquity;
I greatly fear, it it doth still rebel,
Its ruin in this life and, after, Hell!
Wherefore, O Lord, bring its repentance near
And wash away its sins in founts of fear.
If Thou, my God, its chastener shoudst be,
O whither shall it look for clemency?
Be Gracious then, and all its sins forgive;
Thou art its Lord, for through Thee it doth live.
The morning breeze
Soft, gentle and moist
Caresses the cactus
With it’s spikes and thorns.
Gently, like mother life
Covers the living and the dead.
Always now
Extending into the future.
Inventing, destroying
So that life appears in ebbs and flows
Yet all is suspended
In life’s glow
From one Divine source
Forever contained
Always maintained
By Allah’s love sustained.
[Reported to said by Muhammad (salAllahu alayhi wasalam) when asked by Ali (RadiAllahu anhu) about his way of life)]
Meditation in God is my capital
Reason and Sound logic is the root of my religion
Love is the foundation of my existence
Enthusiasiam is the vehicle of my life
Comtemplation of God is my companion
Faith is the source of my power
Sorrow is my friend
Knowledge is my weapon
Patience is my garb and virtue
Submission to devine will is my pride
Truth is my salvation
Worship is my habit
And in prayer lies the coolness of my eye and the peace of my mind.
[Reported to said by Muhammad (salAllahu alayhi wasalam) when asked by Ali (RadiAllahu anhu) about his way of life)]
Meditation in God is my capital
Reason and Sound logic is the root of my religion
Love is the foundation of my existence
Enthusiasiam is the vehicle of my life
Comtemplation of God is my companion
Faith is the source of my power
Sorrow is my friend
Knowledge is my weapon
Patience is my garb and virtue
Submission to devine will is my pride
Truth is my salvation
Worship is my habit
And in prayer lies the coolness of my eye and the peace of my mind.
Be patient over the plots of the envier
Truly, your patience will kill him
For the fire only consumes itself
If it doesn’t find something else to consume
I think it was Abu al-Aswad al-Du’ali, the grammarian who said,
و أحبب إذا ما أحببت حبّاً مقارباً *** فإنك لا تدري: متى أنت نازع
When you love, love with a love that draws you close
For you do not know: when will you depart?
و أبغض إذا أبغضت غير مجانب *** فإنك لا تدري متى أنت راجع
And when you hate, hate without turning away
For you do not know when you will return
و كن معدناً للحلم و الصْفح عن الأذى *** فإنك راءٍ ما عملت و سامع
Be a source of perseverance and forgive the harm
For you will soon see and hear what you worked
The Holy Qur'an
The Holy Qur'an, book of guidance and light
That Sacred lamp, that makes the truth so bright
Removes the blinkers, and frees our sight
Shows to us the path, that is straight and right
He from Whom this Book we received.
Then the Qur'an will be your best friend,
Till in Paradise, joy without end
But if the Qur'an you choose to ignore,
Then before you hell is in store
Thus our Qur'an, we hold dearer and dearer,
As towards perfection we come nearer and nearer,
A sacred book that inspires the wise
We defend most bravely, with our wealth and lives.
The Holy Qur'an
The Holy Qur'an, book of guidance and light
That Sacred lamp, that makes the truth so bright
Removes the blinkers, and frees our sight
Shows to us the path, that is straight and right
He from Whom this Book we received.
Then the Qur'an will be your best friend,
Till in Paradise, joy without end
But if the Qur'an you choose to ignore,
Then before you hell is in store
Thus our Qur'an, we hold dearer and dearer,
As towards perfection we come nearer and nearer,
A sacred book that inspires the wise
We defend most bravely, with our wealth and lives.
Fatima
she was deeply griefed
Life without her Father
passed so sombre.
tears... day after another.
Her merry was vanished,
so was her laughter
Until that time
five months from the death of her Father
after a rare raptured morning
in one Ramadan evening
she asked for a special bath,
put on new clothes
and perfumed herself beautifully fragrance.
She then urged to put her bed in the courtyard
and had her face looking above to heavens
She asked for her husband
and only after he was in her side
came her heavenly words:
"I have an appointment today with the Messenger of God"
smile was in her face.
The courageous husband cried.
She told him to look after their beloved children
and advised for a simple burial
with no ceremony.
She had another upward gaze
closed her eyes
now truly surrendered her soul
to the Almighty Creator.
The Shining One...
she was just twenty nine years old
but years to come
she would keep herself
shining into our souls.
Towards Understanding Allah
[The Glorified and The Exhalted] Siddiq Osman Noormuhammad
[1973]
Let us not think of Allah in terms of
Physical Existence
Because if we do
We are lost
Think of the atom
Look into it and you will find a universe
Nay, a myriad of universes
Look at the sky at night
And behold the universe
And universes yet unknown
What did you see?
Just an atom
Where is Allah?
Did you find Him?
No, because you thought of Him
As physical embodiment
And you are lost
But,
Look at the ripples in the sea
And grains of sand at the sea shore
Study human faces and tongues
Hear a child's cry and a cock's crow
Feel blades of grass and drops of rain
Appreciate a cat's love for its kittens
Patience is a virtue I'll try to explain
A blessing in disguise always to remain
From very deep inside the well of my heart
Peace of body and mind and the will to start
I'm summoned by a call at the dawn of the day
Just giving thanks to Him as I kneel to pray
Endurance is my counsel and faith my guide
The door is open to the struggle inside
With knowledge of certainty, I now can see
The reality of truth, plain as can be
It is charity that gives meaning to life
From the love of my caring in times of strife
Piety and wisdom help me through the day
But always I will return to kneel and pray
For it is patience, the essence of my goal
That enlightens and gives meaning to my soul.
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