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Lovers are veiled from the beauty of a full moon
until they have their beloved’s face and form to compare it to.
It comes to be that there is nothing more magical
nothing more Majestic
than the voice of the beloved
calling their name.
And when they sleep
they see him,
and by day they pray
he will visit them by night
to bless them with his presence-
with beautiful dreams of his radiant face
and his regal countenance-
and so their lives become devoted
to that which pleases him,
so that they may deserve his companionship in a later life,
because in this life
they came too late to be enchanted by his physical light.
Cycles of the moon separate them and yet they yearn for him.
The moon burns and blazes brightly like the beloved’s legacy.
His path, rightly guided with the brilliance of the moon-
like the brilliance of his blessed face
a shining light, gently guiding towards freedom.
Only upon true tawhid is there a chance.
The contingency of this tawhid is that of belief in beloved:
First stemming from a respectful reverence
into a full blown deeply seated love affair,
where the shape of his generously granted smile is memorized
is all there is.
He is all this world could ever dream to be
and so he came to be
and made way for us.
Made it clear that the path to tawhid
is only through he, the beloved.
Man who consumes waking thoughts
and the dream world too.
Like the moon
he testified to truth.
Found and gifted annihilation
in complete submission.
Like the way he lived
when king was a title within his reach-
instead he reached for hearts,
with his touch so real and deep
he reached into centuries and destinies
and is a hearts to keep.
His legacy burns in hearts,
passionately blazes and lights the way
for those desiring the path.
He shines brighter than the moon,
the moon, which rises and falls
in memory of lighting his noble face.
wheat colored skin
because he was wholesome.
Solid and secure,
he was fashioned to become
that blessed man with etiquette.
A body that shined like silver,
broad and beautifully built.
A toothy pearly brilliant white smile
that his noble face was rarely seen without.
Fully fleshed fingers and feet
black like night.
Jabir (r) said: “I once saw RasululLah on the night of a full moon. At
times I looked at the full moon and at times at RasululLah, I came to find that RasululLah was more beautiful and radiant than the full moon.”
Split the moon in two-
and was more beautiful
than two moons could ever be.
So you see,
lovers are veiled from the beauty of a glorious moon
until they have Muhammad’s face to compare it to.
May we be from his blessed lovers.
Peace salutations and blessings be upon him.
© Mona Haydar, Rabi’ al-Awwal 1433/January 2012
I was going through some very old e-mails and came across a very touching poem which a beautiful friend had forwarded to me a few years back. I believe the original poem was written by Mary Stevenson; this poem has been edited and the beloved Prophet sallaAllahu ‘alayhi wasalam has been added to it.
“One night I had a dream. I dreamed I was walking in the Blessed City of Madinah with my Beloved Prophet sallaAllahu ‘alayhi wasalam. Across the beautiful sky flashed scenes from my life. For each scene, I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand, one belonging to me and one to my Beloved Prophet sallaAllahu ‘alayhi wasalam. When the last scene of my life flashed before me, I looked back at the footprints in the sand. I noticed that many times along the path of my life there was only one set of footprints. I also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times of my life when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat. My heart was grieved by this immensely. I turned to my Beloved Prophet sallaAllahu ‘alayhi wasalam and, with tears in my eyes, humbly asked, “Ya Rasoolullah, sallaAllahu ‘alayhi wasalam you promised me that if I followed you, you would walk with me always, and never leave my side. But I have noticed that during the most trying times of my life there is only one set of footprints. I don’t understand why, when I needed you most, you would leave me.” My Beloved Prophet sallaAllahu ‘alayhi wasalam held me close and whispered with his sweet, fragrant breath, “My precious child, I love you and would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.”
May Allah grant us the honour and blessing of meeting RasulAllah sallaAllahu ‘alayhi wasalam in our dreams and in a waken state, and may we be granted his sallaAlahu’alayhi wasalam’s intercession on the day of judgement. Amin ya Rabb!
“The whole world is a marketplace for Love,
For naught that is, from Love remains remote.
The Eternal Wisdom made all things in Love.
On Love they all depend, to Love all turn.
The earth, the heavens, the sun, the moon, the stars
The center of their orbit find in Love.
By Love are all bewildered, stupefied,
Intoxicated by the Wine of Love.
From each, Love demands a mystic silence.
What do all seek so earnestly? ‘Tis Love.
Love is the subject of their inmost thoughts,
In Love no longer “Thou” and “I” exist,
For self has passed away in the Beloved.
Now will I draw aside the veil from Love,
And in the temple of mine inmost soul
Behold the Friend, Incomparable Love.
He who would know the secret of both worlds
Will find that the secret of them both is Love.”
~ Farid Ud Din Attar (may Allah be pleased with him)
“Oh my heart,
Don’t become discouraged so easily.
In the hidden world, there are many mysteries,
Even if the whole planet threatens your life,
don’t let go of the Beloved’s robe
for even a breath.”