Build me a cabin
Somewhere in the forests of sanity
Between the mountains
Of absence and familiarity.
Slow down
Floating flakes of snow
remind us: time to slow
down a bit.
There’s always something to find
There’s always something to find: when
you lose your way you come to find
a chance to find your way again,
a chance to leave your past behind.
Listen
Sit down and listen:
Hear the muted songs of lives
Extinguished by the reign of guns and tongues.
Sit down and listen.
Source
To know where winds the stream of luck
And whence arrive the rains of ease
Look where the tear stains the rug
With naught but night for company.
Sufficiency
He wept and he prayed in the light of the moon
Not a moment relenting from prayer
As the tears streamed down his beautiful face
Every breath of his scented the air.
All three hundred men and thirteen, lay asleep
In the peace that the night prayer brought
But he stayed awake with an awe in his heart
Of the Might and Majesty of God.
The ache in his feet, the pleas of his friend
And the night’s cold pursuit of the dawn
Couldn’t turn him away from the presence Divine
That his being was focused upon.
We turn to the world with our hopes and our fears
Belittling the power of prayer
Yet a fortress of planning and action will fall
If it’s built on a foundation where
The reliance on God isn’t there.
حسبي اللہ ونعم الوکيل
Inspired by Shaykh Amin’s sermon this past Friday.
Just Another Friday Song
On the ramp
To the tollway
It’s crammed
The whole way
Slow going
Beats no going
Thoughts rain
On my window
To drain
All my sin though
Still flowing
Unknowing
The day is young and Fri
It’s time I enter my
Cave
And feel the light
As smiles and tears race
To grace and stain your face
Time
Will seal the night
Again.
Don’t coddle your sadness
Don’t coddle your sadness
To demons’ delight
That drives you to madness
Away from the light,
But do let your sorrow
To lift you on wings
Of hopeful tomorrow
And all that it brings.
To The Trump Transition Team, With Love
Remember always: they’ll be watching you,
So watch yourself and be a bit afraid;
Injustice has a way of falling through
And dragging with it all who give it aid.
So think before you act if think you can;
It is a way to take a matter through
The stages of a formidable plan
And most importantly, do think of you.
For once a plan is executed, know
The livelihoods and lives that it enslaves
All come together as a hammer’s blow
On tyrant bodies writhing in their graves.
The angels watching, waiting, never tire
To drag the hands of tyrants into fire.
Darknesses
The darkness behind me said: Darkness is here
The darkness before me said: You will know fear
The darkness above me said: Where will you hide
The darkness below me said: Come to my side
So I shut my eyes and I saw through the wall
I covered my ears and I heeded the call
The darkness within was the darkest of all
I opened a window and let in the dawn
Now all of the darkness within me is gone