Trust

Assalamu alaikum, peace be with you! It has been a long long while since I last wrote. I have been on a journey, not just external but also internal as many life events took their toll. But this joy that we are all born with, the light within, never abated…only I could not see it sometimes, blinded by tears. Aren’t we all at some point in our lives and is not the benefit of the tear to wash the dirt from the soul? to clean the eye so it can see again, what is important and essential.

Here is a poem I wanted to share, I found it writen some time ago, during Ramadan I believe.

Taught to trust
through hours
when my feet swell
and my body sways
gently to the rhythm of the recitation
rising and falling
as my breaths
joined to the rhythm of the universe
this reverberation
Ramadan night resonation
With the soul
for a moment, split second divine
worry leaves and the heart is re-born
The soul’s polish
reaches that first sparkle
when polishing cloth leaves its surface
and before dust can settle
split second glimpse
of the Divine
Light upon Light
so heavy, yet so ethereally weightless
so substantial, everywhere yet nowhere
It explodes, this light
in a quiet spreading
beyond physics…beyond the created
It is just there. And polished mirror soul
I reflected it. Till it was everywhere.
And I was nothing, in a sea of light

There I found trust, implicit absolute immaculate trust
My Lord will look after me.

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Post Ramadan

Mourning the passing the month of mercy,
Sad, my sun has set
taking with it that divine light
that illumined each heart
Made us good
Despite ourselves.

The light exists yet you know
It is there, somewhere
deep inside, speaks God’s voice
Gentle guidance to persevere
Ah, be quiet
and you will hear.

Food and drink deafen the senses
Weapon of lurking devil
Control, control, as you feast
taste the bounty of a benevolent Lord
But don’t forget
the messenger who only ate a morsel to keep his back straight

Ramadan rhymes -2

Now adjusted to the fast
Yet tired, the body
has lost weight and is lite

Uncluttered body
Now able to see, what it is
to behold God, even a glimpse
caught through long nights of prayer

Ramadan nights
Are passing, over half are gone
But the soul is refreshed

Re-acquainted soul
With it’s pristine first state
filling with new energy
knowing again the meaning of life

Heart growing lite
Heart glowing light

Ramadan days are raining on this scorched earth.
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The Quran soothes
It’s primordial rhythm resonates
With the atoms in my brain
As I sing and sing again
Sura after sura
caresses the tongue
calms the heartbeat
delights the ears

Hours spent reciting
Wash away all the doubting
In the grace of God Almighty
The one, the all powerful, the only
Why worry when
All you need is trust
that God will not
let you fall

No other Effector
Come, return to your Benefactor
To the One waiting Lord
The Overseeing Nourishing Lord
And His beloved
Messenger, our beloved too.
sent to teach,
An example,
A Mercy, to the worlds.

May my brothers and sisters be
Increasing in that certainty
which Ramadan is here to deliver
Rejoice, for now and forever
No need for sorrow
With faith, bright is every tomorrow
And today
Is a blessed gift

Precious these hours
Preparatory hours
To that time
When we return
To whence we came.
That glorious place of Peace

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Ramadan rhymes

Simple rhymes to share this beautiful time of dawn…Assalamu alaikum warahmatullah

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Subhahanallahi wabihamdihi
Words that fill the scales
Said my beloved prophet
Who I long to meet…inshAllah soon
It will be. On that great day
When my scale I fervently pray
Will be filled with
Subhahanallahi wabihamdihi

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The stomach moans and groans
My senses are numbed with the pain
I count the hours until
My throat can feel the cool rain
Of water..truly
The barren earth is brought to life,
The sun sets and the call rings out
Come to prayer, come to salvation, come to success, come to joy
Come, come!
And so a day’s fast necessary to know what it means to be saved
And to know…
Give, give, to those who are waiting for your aid
A wandering soul finds rest
Taught by a merciful Lord
How to forget the self
For this brief twelfth of a year, to be sanctified.

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The moon so soft, the faintest crescent
shyly peeps before descending
Oh so gently greets
This bounteous month
Heralding
A peaceful time of prayer and service
It is Ramadan, days resplendent
With God’s glorious kindness
and angels walking among us
Greet your neighbour and share
The time will pass quickly, beware
May it bring you opportunity to polish your heart
Clean your soul and refresh your spirit
May you once more, be whole

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Peace to all my brothers and sisters this blessed month.