Peace be Upon Him
Peace be upon him who appeared among us in this world covered in dust a shining light A speck of that same light is…
Seeing the scaffold at the end of the road
or a steamroller coming toward you
or a herd of elephants bearing down
or looking into the maw of a tiger
on your morning stroll
his teeth and back of throat
and his greater existence
about to surround you
and all around you palm trees
sway and water still
rushes to its destination and
birds fly into branches and
continue to sing in fact
the whole universe is now a
polyphonic birdsong some trilling
happily some crooning mournfully
light playing its kaleidoscope patterns
around you accelerating and
brightening in gorgeous flashes
and the music of the spheres has finally
broken through the clouds
into your ears
as your
heart’s about to break
and death take you
and the procession of saints can be
glimpsed over the hill
for you to join at the end
to continue on
past this world’s din
5/15/12 (from Down at the Deep End)
Categories: Poems, Saints / Awliyya, Death