We often think that there is nothing more
important than our children and our wife
until at the brink of death we find ourselves
or love ones struggling for each breath of life

We go each day not worrying about the next
and not caring about those we meet on our way
we live life in the fast lane looking for fun
and not worrying about life the next day

As we go through each trial and tribulation
we don't seem to care about what we do or say
our attitude is somewhat apprehensive and
rebellious because we feel let come what may

As we grow older and we say we are wiser
and our bodies become weak and frail
we think more about our final destination
and try to forget our destructive trail

We learn to appreciate the wonders of life
the ability to get up and go our way
we learn that life isn't something that just happened
God gave it a lot of thought before He gave man life that day

It all comes back to the time
Did you not see the moment laying still
The silence within that mixture which flowed before your sight
The mixture of H2O flowing before my sight
The obscure memories of such a day
with every memory laying with it a thought
with every thought, lay with it a memory
It all transits before me as I stand; my hands, one on top of another gently on my heart and chest
With words of praise, a bow
with a posture as to place something still
Again, with never ending, esteemed words of praise
Kneeling in prostration.
Laying flat on the floor, my place of sujood
With greetings and words of tranquility,
spreading it from right to left.
Words of praise remain lit
A glance far and above
My eyes soaring into another realm; dimension
A tear of repentance, a word of greatness
In this moment lay the spell of humility
"Oh Allah, hear my dua, I pray to Thee,
The Lord of the Heavens and the Earth,
A mu'minah I wish to be
among the awliyeen, sawliheen
A student of eternal knowledge,
Lead the Ummah to the deen"
I remain in this phase, a step out of this realm; I remain keen
I've been given a task
All's been ordained for you and I
Painting a picture with every words
This book of guidance and trust
A task completed in Khushu'
Forever valuable, these actions in the dunya you may do
From the travel of the soul to the day of the rain, a day of reckoning
Oh my Lord make me steadfast on this act of success
My last breath, with your words let my soul surpress.
Ameen Ya Rab... Take a hold of my Qalb.

Blind am I without His light to guide
 
Mute am I without claiming His Divinity
 
Deaf am I without His sounds of solace
 
Lame am I without the straight path beneath my feet.
 
I am but clay in His hands longing for purpose
 
To some day sit by His side
 
To some day kiss the forehead that conveyed the blessed words in gratitude
 
Oh Lovely and Subtle One
 
This is the bliss
 
This is the heartache
 
This is the only true enlighenment.

Is not the outcome of empty practices,
And machinated habits.
Neither an attempt to mete out the sacrilegious,
Nor the desire to be overly zealous.

Rather it is the yearning
To so desperately feel the heart
Be in rhythm with all else that so voluntarily
Praises and delights in the Living.

It is the ardent desire
To live as a transparent vessel
So that nothing may amiss this newfound vision.

It is the discovery
That this realm is but a River;
Where the currents are not always harsh,
Nor always self-born.

And that everything is in your favor,
If you but steer it so,
Or gently understand its course.

To accept that sometimes
The most valuable lessons
Are those learned from the shorelines
That you have awashed upon...

The lunar calendar unfolds in place.
The moon, a sliver of light encased
in shadow that hides its graceful face
glowing a sun-drenched yellow.

Sunlight creates an evening window
this month pouring a honey yellow,
dripping it's light over the moon aglow,
a light under which we will study The Word.

The angel had spoken a message unheard
…Read! to a man, who in word, had lumbered illiterate,
our Prophet, and a miracle he answered and read the
poetry of Allah after Jibril's embrace.

I revert inward into the discipline of Allah's grace
and onward in an effort to increase my faith
the waterfalls give the world wudu in this place
as I sacrifice to learn that which can be sacrifice.

After denying myself for Allah's sake
my understanding that to sacrifice in life
for the love of one another moves the shadow into a full shape.