Wiped down my cabinets, murphy oil came to the rescue
Unpresidented is trending about
So I cleared up the fallen snow before it turned to ice
And I logged off to look for America
America
The snow is coming
Now they say the snow is coming
Out this way, so we’re becoming
All excited for the work that lies ahead.
There’ll be driveways needing clearing
Icy patches interfering
With the plans of children rushing off to sled.
If you must bear a burden
If you must bear a burden,
Bear it like a tree.
If you must hide a secret,
Hide it like the sea.
Aleppo
All of the children
You kill and you maim,
All those you turn into orphans,
They’ll be in your head
At the end of the game
To burn your supply
of endorphins.
Build me a cabin
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.