July 23, 2011
The Feast of Souls
Its the feast of souls, where knowledge doesn’t grow old
The beasts of egos, spread whispers like news of gold
The fountain of youth, the Truth sets you free and takes hold
The mountain we viewed, praising God; glorifying all we have been told
From valleys of light, born into darkness
We followed the light until the shadows bore witness
Whats the difference? We reply with al-Furqan
While slaves drop bombs on slaves singing songs
There’s one Love that is beyond hearing and sight
Let fear into the fight; the subdued acknowledge
His might True inspiration needs no inception
Because our fitra recognizes deception La ilaha illa Allah, its our shield and its our sword
Let’s go to war with what was forewarned Since the command BE!
Some strayed, some believed A flurry of arrows reminded us of our need
For a moment of peace, we shall not cease
Until the trumpet is blown and the paradox is complete
So cleave to the Sunnah of the Most Praised,
May we benefit from the baraka that flowed night and day
The greater struggle is the fight within
But the greatest struggle is to say Bismillah and begin….
InshaAllah may Allah grant us all tawfiq in the struggle with ourselves and keep us afloat in the dangerous seas with ships like the Rihla and all its smaller lifeboats like the connections we made in our suhba, amin!
~ 1 of many, many beautiful Rihla reflections. By a fellow Ulu brother. Masha Allah.