February 28, 2012
A year of heartache past, brings about a New Year striking the wells of Hope once again.
A time of continuous loss can bring about only a time of rejuvenation, taking for the giving, and revived hearts.
“What is being familiar with love other than being separated from the heart’s desire?”
We are in eternal poverty before our Lord, most High,
and can only seek His shores through the fragility of our Quluub.
What better way to keep seeing His face in front of ours,
then to keep our hearts broken and our bodies pure.
Tears in our eyes, blood flowing from our hearts, our bodies shaking with need,
we approach your Doors, oh Beloved of beloveds.
We seek You, and nothing and noone but You.
We ask You, and noone but You.
We only hope with every ounce of our souls to live and die for You.
We come to your doors, knocking, begging, seeking with urgency of cries..
Please take us in, ya Rabb. Please take us. Please take us.
We are unworthy of your forgiveness, of your Beneficence..
Our only hope lies within your Mercy, the highest and greatest of Mercies.
Our need is constant, it is bold, it is in the primal and most complex functions of our humanity.
How can we deny the Light trying to grab at our shadows, the Light that is ever trying to shine through…
How can it shine through us if there are no cracks to let it? We must break ourselves, and be broken,
If we ever desire to be taken in, given air, given breath, given life, given water and Light.
Even if you do not desire to feel, to hope, to be truly and deeply happy,
At least be an open receptacle to whatever maybe thrown down onto your Earth from the Heavens.
The rain is a mercy, never forget this.
That water from the skies can never be brought down at any other time, than the exact moment it was predestined to be. Yes, predestined.
If nothing else, then just open your heart and let Him do what He will with it.
Do not close that receptacle. You simply cannot..
For I shall tell you, even if it takes drop by drop, one by one, day after day,
That water will flood you once again,
And you will be happy, once again.
Let me tell you, it is the most exhilarating sensation, to be able to feel, yet once again.
February 25, 2012
February 12, 2012
February 11, 2012
“Pain is a part of life. Sometimes it’s a big part, and sometimes it isn’t, but either way, it’s a part of the big puzzle, the deep music, the great game. Pain does two things: It teaches you, tells you that you’re alive. Then it passes away and leaves you changed. It leaves you wiser, sometimes. Sometimes it leaves you stronger. Either way, pain leaves its mark, and everything important that will ever happen to you in life is going to involve it in one degree or another.”- Jim Butcher
February 10, 2012
February 5, 2012
February 4, 2012
I envy the sand that met his feet
I’m jealous of honey he tasted sweet
Of birds that hovered above his head
Of spiders who spun their sacred web
To save him from his enemies
I envy clouds formed from the seas
That gave him cover from the heat
Of a sun whose light could not compete
With his, whose face did shine so bright
That all was clear in blinding night
I envy sightless trees that gazed
Upon his form completely dazed
Not knowing if the sun had risen
But felt themselves in unison
With those who prayed, and fasted too
Simply because he told them to
With truth and kindness, charity
From God who gave such clarity
His mercy comes in one He sent
To mold our hearts more heaven bent
I envy all there at his side
Who watched the turning of the tide
As truth prevailed and falsehood fled
And hope restored life to the dead
Men and Women through him found grace
To seek together God’s noble face
I envy the cup that gave him drink
His thoughts that helped us all to think
To be one thought that passed his mind
Inspiring him to act so kind
For me this world is not one jot
If I could simply be a thought
From him to God throughout the ages
As revelation came in stages
I pity all who think it odd
To hear him say there is one God
Or he was sent by God to men
To hone their spirits’ acumen
It’s pride that blinds us from the sight
That helps good men to see his light
He taught us all to be God’s slaves
And he will be the one who saves
Humanity from sinful pride
Muhammad has God on his side
So on this day be blessed and sing
For he was born to grace our Spring
With lilies, flowers, life’s rebirth
In a dome of green like his on earth.
– Sh. Hamza Yusuf
February 4, 2012
I love being by myself.
“I like drinking coffee alone and reading alone. I like riding the bus alone and walking home alone. It gives me time to think and set my mind free. I like eating alone and listening to music alone. But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with her lover, or a friend laughing with their best friend, I realize that even though I like being alone, I don’t fancy being lonely. The sky is beautiful, but the people are sad. I just need someone who won’t run away.”
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