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THE ADAB (COURTESY) OF LOVE – flash of the blinding obvious

artflow_201612111025_resized88. Passion 2
Sobriety and Patience
Is better than Passion,
They become wine to those
Who have passed the state of intoxication.
……..

Thus was recorded in the collection of prose known as The DamSunSunAna some 13 years ago. Last night, poor old dumb me was visited by the same subject, with a sharper lesson -

The Adab of Love
Some use love as a pretext
An excuse for discourtesy,

But is not love the best reason
For good manners and civility?
The reining in of passion
In deference to courtesy?
……..

13 long years, sunshine. And hardly any personal improvement. Although realising the flash of the  blinding obvious is, I guess, some type of progress.

Have a wonderful day, sunshine. I shall spend what is left of mine contemplating the blinding obvious, the Adab of Love and my trail of tears…

wa min Allah at-taufiq

Hate has no place in Islam
Love will show the Way

THE DISTRACTION OF DISTANCE, THE ILLUSION OF NEARNESS

The Distraction of Distance
I am tryingSlide1
Dear God,
I am.

I am closer
I know.
But I am hindered,
Dear God,
I am.

I am hindered
By my knowing
I am near.

I am distracted, I am,
By the distraction
Of distance.
I am deceived, I am,
By the illusion
Of nearness
……

Don’t be deceived. Be cautious, pet. Space and time, that place where distance matters is a construct for our material ego-world. Do not be attached to such measure of closeness. For Allah, there is only one measure worthwhile for all humanity to understand and strive towards – to Him, to God through goodness…

O mankind! Lo! We have created you male and female, and have made you nations and tribes that ye may know one another. Lo! the noblest of you, in the sight of Allah, is the best in conduct. Lo! Allah is Knower, Aware. (Holy Quran, 49:13 -Marmaduke Pickthall)

All other yardsticks, such as pious knowledge or material prosperity, are double-edged swords that bites both ways if the beneficiary of such blessings is not careful. For you see, if the devil is the dog at the door of the Lord, testing the worth of any one who presumes to approach the Divine Presence, the louder is his bark the closer that you get.  Guard dog4

Thus, prudence is the name of the game, sunshine. As my lovely law lecturer, Sheila Tilley used to interject to the bemused delight of her class – softly, softly, catchy monkey.

He he he.

wa min Allah at-taufiq

Hate has no place in Islam
Love will show the Way

THE TWO ARROWS – The Servant & The Lord

IMG_20170120_101006_resizedTHE TWO ARROWS
Two arrows fly from the servant,
But only one can fit the spot,
Which arrow will represent the rebellion?
Which arrow will represent the Lord?
……….

IMG_20170112_124539_resizedAL-QAHHAR. It does not matter, you know. However stubborn our ego, however beguiling the whispers of the enemy, however well we plan our rebellion against His dictate, we simply cannot win against Allah Almighty. Just like the two arrows vying for the bullseye, only one can win the honour, and the other must, naturally, perish, annihilated utterly in the uncompromising unveiling of God in His Attribute and Divine Name of al Qahhar, the Conqueror, the Ever-Dominant.

But human nature is prone to such foolishness, and often we embark on this most futile of quests – to disobey His law, to ignore the admonishments and warnings from His prophets and saints. To what end but to guarantee our own hardship, suffering, frustration and sorrow.

May we avert our gaze from pursuing such mindless course of self-destruction. Rather, may we be guided and reassured by the Lamp of God, Nabi Muhammad Sayyidina Siraj (sws) to be mindful of His Eternal Kingdom, and approach the Divine Presence like the flight of an arrow, flying from the bow of patience and servanthood.IMG_20170311_110843_resized

wa min Allah at-taufiq

Hate has no place in Islam
Love will show the Way

LOVE DIVINE, BY MINE (Part 4 of 4)

20150504_072235In Perfect Sympathy with the Symphony of Creation
Every colour in autumn, every scent of your summer,
Every snowfall in winter, every rainbow of your spring,
Every blush upon your cheek, every smile in the night,
Every sigh and broken wing, every dove in flight,
Everything that can possibly be
And everything that is impossible
Is spelling out, crying out;
Love, Love, oh Love Incredible,
Love, Love oh Love Divine,
Thus make me Yours, tenderly and gently
And make Your Love forever mine.
…………..

It is easy to record such words and vows of undying love. And a whole world entirely to prove it. And that is what our Beloved Lord has exactly done. To create a whole world and infinite worlds to prove His Love. The completion of His incomparable Grace and Generosity to His servants.

And as old Rumi says, if we find anything wrong with this world, then certainly, it is not the fault of the world nor its Creator, rather, we are looking at the world through a broken mirror, cracked and stained by our mortal shortcomings. A matter that, sadly, I am all too familiar with.

230But the day has not ended, my love. Our heart is still beating. Let us find the best path so that each breath we take and exhale resonates with the music of Creation – by being in utter submission to the Creator, in perfect sympathy with the Symphony of Creation, as the honoured children of Adam (as) and most favoured Muhammad’s (sws) loyal nation.

wa min Allah at-taufiq

Hate has no place in Islam
Love will show the Way

LOVE DIVINE, BE MINE (Part 3 of 4)

old_sailing_ship_in_ocean_at_night_biggerTell Me, o’ Allah
Thus every shadow in the night,
Every wake of the ships that sail
Across my moonlit sea
Is disclosing Your Truth to me
However far is the captain’s course,
So please assure me, o’ Allah,
That this journey must be
And this crossing is Yours eternally…
………

Not a leaf in a forest, not a dew drop in a mist, not a ray of light from a star that is shining which does not speak to the seeker of the Sought. The seeker being you and me, and the Sought being the only One worthy of our undying attention and love – Allah Almighty, Lord Creator of the Worlds.

Camera 360Any other interpretation of the purpose of our birth is a disastrous detour to distraction and possibly even the destruction of our temporal happiness. Alas, we learn this often only in our greying years, as we look upon the young,  tolerating the same mistakes we did when we were young, despite our stumbling counsel and advice.

Such is life, youth and the coming of old age – Each phase acting its way through to the end like a well scripted play. Perhaps the important thing is knowing there is in fact an end, and that end is a homecoming to  Allah All-Loving, the Friend of Friends, the Guardian Beyond Approach, the Essence of Whom is Incomparable Greatness, and Whose Beloved is the very beacon of all His Creation – our boundless Prophet Muhammad (sws).

Wonderfully operatic and grand, yes? And yet intimately… masyaAllah… more gentle and tender than the kindest human mother with her baby.

Does this not please you, sunshine? Believe! (Go to Part 1 or Part 2)

wa min Allah at-taufiq

Hate has no place in Islam
Love will show the Way

LOVE DIVINE, BE MINE (Part 1 of 4)

Slide1The Reason
Thus Allah the Author of Love
Has spread His Word in Creation
Through pages and pages and pages
Of a story, ancient and true,
A tale bound in Love’s splendid hymn,
Affirming His endless Compassion
And boundless Mercy for you.
……….

A little Maths. If you desire to know how much Allah Almighty loves you, look in yourself and count and ponder over every cell that forms your physical body. Then look outwards to the Universe and count every single atom and sub-atomic particle, every single grain of sand, every star in the cosmos and every rain drop that falls in your world. Count the people, past and present, the animals and plants and all living and non-sentient creation of God. Then look past this temporal world and witness the infinite spiritual reality that lies beyond our eyes, and count everything therein, from angels, other heavenly beings and the numberless celestial places that exist in that realm. Then multiply the aggregate sum you have already counted by the number of worlds that Allah has created and is recreating parallel to our world. What is your final tally?

Perhaps only then you are beginning to scratch the surface of Allah’s love for all His Creation, and above all, for humanity of all colour, race and creed. In the final scripture delivered by the Seal of His Prophets, Muhammad Sayyidina Khatamul Anbiya (sws), Allah (swt) says -

“wa laqad karamna bani Adam”
– And We have certainly honoured the children of Adam
(Holy Quran 17:70)

And that includes you, sunshine.

Are you not pleased with your Lord? Have you found any other love comparable to Him? Reflect,  o’ believers!

wa min Allah at-taufiq

189544_10150131906520665_605025664_6907033_1654742_nHate has no place in Islam
Love will show the Way

YOUR NEW EYES… IT IS CALLED THE HEART

26062011446-2New Vision
My eyes is growing weaker
So much better to see with my heart
The folly and beauty that is you,
The comedy and tragedy that is you,
The cold winter in your words,
The warm summer in your embrace,
The rising cry in your surprise,
The tide rising in your eyes.
……….

Growing old has its plus points. For one thing, by sheer usage, fair wear and tear, the physical faculties that the Lord has endowed you will have run their warranty period. You don’t hear so good, you don’t walk so well and often your eyes will often ask you, “Hey! What thaaat?!

beautifulhorizon1Without your physical crutches, you shall have to rely more on your spiritual senses as they, Godwilling, develop and sharpen. Thus may you see with your heart a quintillion times better than how your eyes had once perceived the world and people. But more importantly, your heart shall look inwards, towards your soul that is despairing for the answers, asking, “Who am I? Who are you?

You will cry more, my love, but your smile and laughter will be richer. For you know that your caravan of love is nearing the last valley, crossing the very last river, towards the Horizon of Divine Presence of Allah Almighty and His Beloved Muhammad Sayyidina Mu’ammil (sws), the Hoped For encounter of all Saliqas (seekers).

“And surely what comes after is better for you than that which has gone before.”
(Holy Quran 93:4, transliteration Shakir)

wa min Allah at-taufiq

Hate has no place in Islam
Love will show the Way

FROM BEAUTY WITH BEAUTY TO YOU – the Prophet of Islam sws

Beauty wacomTHE BEAUTIFUL PROPHET
Beauty sent
His Prophet of Beauty
To declare His Beauty
Through His Beautiful Book
And His Beautiful Prophet
Through his words and deeds
That are always beautiful,

Thus, if the Prophet assures you
He assures you beautifully,
If he reminds you
He reminds you beautifully,
Even if he admonishes you,
His admonishments sounds
More beautiful to you
Than the most lavish
Praise anyone can give you!

The Prophet of Beauty
Comes from Beauty
With Beauty…

The Holy Quran. Many times, I cannot understand what the Imam is reciting, but boy, the words sound heavenly and we are blessed with an Imam with a fine memory and finer voice.

And that is it. Perhaps the quranic verse being spoken is actually a stern warning from the Almighty to us, but ya Allah, how beautiful are Your words!

The Beautiful Prophet. Thus, when the wife of the Prophet, our Lady Aisyah (ra) said that the Prophet was the walking embodiment of the Quran, is it any surprise that everything he said and did was infused with beauty and expressed and performed beautifully? And mercifully?

Salaam Maulidur Rasul, sunshine, on this blessed month of Rabi ul Awwal, our Nabi Muhammad (sws) was born. And on this day many centuries ago, the pillars of lies and the palaces of corruption and tyranny on Earth shook and trembled in fear, while the poor, the oppressed, the seeker of Allah swt, the beautiful souls and all the truth sayers rejoiced!

Don’t you agree, my love?

wa min Allah at-taufiq

Hate has no place in Islam
Love will show the Way

EVERY TREMOR OF YOUR HEART HE FEELS – of death, love & separation

226330_10150169952279023_4175171_nWhere My Mother Is
I am missing a breath
With every beat of my heart
Since the day you breathed your last,

Since you skipped any more tomorrows
I am living half of my life in the past
And the other half in a sweet sorrow.

Even as people see me living,
I know that I am in truth only dreaming,
And through the window of my soul
I am sadly peering,

To where my mother is,
To where my brother is,
In a beautiful peace.
……….

This is the first observation, and I dare say a sentiment shared by anyone whose loved ones have arrived there in the Hereafter after our short stint in this world. Our departed father or mother, our sister or brother, our  beloved kin or friends, they have all discarded this vessel of clay and water that we presently continue to animate.

And this is the second observation…

1239623_10200377345066459_319749956_nWhole Once Again
The wound is as fresh as the day
Your sweet eyes closed never to open again,

And this separation remains as poignant as
The joyful expectancy to be with you,
When finally, finally… finally…

I am made whole once again.
……...

Along this thread I came across a third observation, and this is it – If we bumbling clowns of humanity can feel such profound sorrow in separation and the bittersweet expectation of a reunion with our dearly departed, how do we reckon God Almighty feels when we are cast into this world through the womb of our mothers?

Even as the Almighty knows the fate of every star, every atom and every living soul?

For I do believe Allah feels. And as His Prophet Muhammad (sws) is known as Sayyidina Harisun Alaykum (sws) – ‘He Who Is Anxious Over You’, do we think his Lord Almighty is unfeeling? Uncaring?

26062011446-2So have faith in Allah’s plan, my love, and in the temporary absence of our dearly departed. For every tremor of your heart, every sigh of separation, every tear that escapes your eyes He feels. In a manner and nearness that you can barely fathom…

Believe me!

wa min Allah at-taufiq

Hate has no place in Islam
Love will show the Way

HIKING IN THE MONTH OF RABI UL AWWAL

Rabi ul AwwalAt The End of This Trail
I am leaving my ‘I’ behind,
I am leaving my ‘me’ and walking empty,
I am crossing the valley
On my own two feet,
Whistling a hymn for him,
You know, my Prophet
You know, my meaning
You know, my everything,

I am leaving my cares behind,
For God says He will take care of it all,
I am leaving my lies for His truth
I am leaving my anxieties and worries,
For God tells me that He will
Take care of all that too,

On my own, alone with my Maker
Striding into being
From a place of illusion
To the place of Existence
A step at a time
A breath at a time,

With His permission
We are setting upon a journey
To our Homecoming, to Him
To our Lord Almighty, 
Where waits at the end of this trail
His Ocean of Mercy.
……..

Dearest, here we are in the beginning of the month of Rabi ul Awwal, the month of your birth, our beloved Prophet Muhammad (sws), God’s Mercy to all the Worlds, to all Nations, to all things known and unknown to us.

Dearest, we turn to you, as our teacher and master, as our commander and confidant, as our intimate guide into the sweet intimacies between the Divine and the Created. Lead us, dearer beyond measure, love us, and leave us never to the caprice of of our ego, to the temptation of our nafs (base desires) nor to the whispering of the accursed enemy and his minions.

Intercede for us, dearer than our breath, to reach our Lord Allah (swt) in the divine presence ever lasting. Bring us, my captain, to the end of this trail, to Allah’s Ocean of Mercy.

wa min Allah at-taufiq

Hate has no place in Islam
Love will show the Way