Posts tagged “beloved

my guide

Posted on April 26, 2019

my heart’s rapture holds the momentwhen I first glanced upon your facewhen all that mattered disappearedand you remained there in its place   when we first met, you did not speakyet until now, your voice I hearand though the miles stretch out farby the soul’s standard, you are near   I came to you in summer’s heatwith weary limbs and aching solesupon your doorstep I then fellfeeling, at last, I had come home   resting your hand upon my headyou wiped my journey’s dust awaywith you I sat, you marked the pathfor one who’d wandered long astray   above us rose a blooming moonits light extinguished all the starsand it was then I realizedI am there only where you are   for years, the…

there is a tale

Posted on September 10, 2018

there is a tale that aches the heart whose telling tears its seams apart a thousand years of flowing tears which call: ya Hussain   there was a band of noble few who left behind all that they knew to fight the fight of dark and light their chief, al-Hussain   of young and old their party made both valiant men and women brave with noble brows this noble vow til death! ya Hussain   with scorching days and bitter nights the barren desert marked their plight the wound struck first — the children’s thirst their cry, ya Hussain   the enemy in thousands came crooked their cause, lowly their aim blinded by greed prepared their steeds to kill… ya Hussain…   the river…

from every mountain top

Posted on October 25, 2016

To think – of our names, on your tongue…when the sins that weigh on our backs, the shadows that whisper in our hearts, make us unworthy of even speaking yours. Of ever claiming you as ours. But to think, when we whisper, “Mawla Hussain, we are here,” standing next to your body… to think, that you respond? Knowing every curve of every letter of our names? The heart stops. It still baffles my mind that to this lost traveler, so far gone from the path, wandering in a thickening fog, you still extended your hand. You still invited to stand by your side. How can I ever thank you for saving me? How can I ever thank my Lord for attaching my heart to you – allowing…