Would Joy Pervade Us?
What if the machinery of time were just a little motor somewhere like one of those Erector Set motors behind a little curtain …
(Note: Sincere and true love of the Prophet, peace of Allah be upon him, and prayers upon him, cures our ills… and saves the ‘umma from its own undoing, insha’Allah…)
Each fiber and entwined filament of the universe
originates in his light and culminates
in the fully lit person on earth of the Prophet Muhammad
Each energy roaring or silent through all created things
has his noble face and
streams naked through space repeating his blessed name
Each atom in our beings from here to Timbuktu
falls into place within the
bliss of his consciousness and is enlivened there
The very air vibrates with his remembrance
and longs to return to his initial starting place in a
circle that has no end or beginning
Each sea wave faces his face and
shouts for joy in the shush of its whisperings
The high pitched sound that thrums through the
world is his pure heartbeat resounding
Known or unbeknownst to us
there’s always perfect recognition of Ahmad
the beloved one
in each encounter and departure of ours
world without end
Amen
(from Invention of the Wheel)
Categories: Poems, The Prophet Muhammad (salallahu alayhi wa sallam), Ramadan / 'Eid