Drown yourself in the sea of his beauty
Lose yourself in the woods of his praise
Save yourself by his warm intercession
Find yourself in the way of his ways
Habīb
Asking
The good a question brings reflects
The knowledge of the questioner
Like a baby in its mother’s brace
Reflects the rahmah blessed in her
The knowledge of the questioner
Like a baby in its mother’s brace
Reflects the rahmah blessed in her
Intellect
Be in awe of an unlettered mind
Whose intellect is refined
By pursuit of the Truth
And quiet reflection
It really gets intuit
Whose intellect is refined
By pursuit of the Truth
And quiet reflection
It really gets intuit
Respectfully
A lot of things are said about respect
And all of its effects upon your heart
That beats a path to waters that reflect
The visage of your soul once you depart
Sometimes it means to rise from where you sit
To be, with the angelic order, one
Sometimes it means to let another spit
The final word and still your burning tongue
It means to let a rumor starve and die
Appoint your heart above what’s in your head
To weigh the need to ask the how and why
And leave unsaid what’s better left unsaid
Respect: it is the currency of souls
The passage widens once you pay the tolls
And all of its effects upon your heart
That beats a path to waters that reflect
The visage of your soul once you depart
Sometimes it means to rise from where you sit
To be, with the angelic order, one
Sometimes it means to let another spit
The final word and still your burning tongue
It means to let a rumor starve and die
Appoint your heart above what’s in your head
To weigh the need to ask the how and why
And leave unsaid what’s better left unsaid
Respect: it is the currency of souls
The passage widens once you pay the tolls
On Words
Don’t squander them playfully
They won’t excuse you
Use your words carefully
They’re wont to use you
They won’t excuse you
Use your words carefully
They’re wont to use you
Sipping
Sometimes a beverage gone cold
Warms you up
Because of a love that made home
In the cup
Warms you up
Because of a love that made home
In the cup
Sufficient
You only need proof
If his word isn’t enough
But if his word isn’t enough
Then the world isn’t enough
If his word isn’t enough
But if his word isn’t enough
Then the world isn’t enough
Listen
Hear the sound of His love
In the simplest of things
The swish of a broom
Or the flutter of wings
In the simplest of things
The swish of a broom
Or the flutter of wings
Rumor Has It
The only right that rumors hold
Is one to die before they’re told
How can we scape their vengeance if
They don’t forget who let them live
Is one to die before they’re told
How can we scape their vengeance if
They don’t forget who let them live
