A Quandary of Gorgeous Song


The Prophet Muhammad’s arrived again
with an entourage of saints

Birds are flying in such a way
the sky is streaked with gold

He settles down to a cool murmur
and everywhere rivers flow

None of our words are anything
but his messages of silver

Their light is like a thousand universes
with a thousand burning suns

Once seen he can’t be forgotten
Once heard he can’t be ignored

Beauty denied is
justice thrown down a well

Justice denied is
beauty left bleeding on the road

He’s left us with ourselves at last
in a quandary of gorgeous song

11/28/2007 (from The Fire Eater’s Lunchbreak)

Categories: Poems, The Prophet Muhammad (salallahu alayhi wa sallam)