Building homes and towns is hard
There’s a lot to learn and know
Roads and bridges, parks and ponds
Regulating all the flow
I can’t do it all alone
There’s an expert for the task
I can’t do it by myself
Have to find someone to ask
See this body’s like a town
Nerves and arteries like roads
Heart and brain, and lungs and bones
Going off genetic codes
I can’t do it all alone
There’s an expert for the task
I can’t do it by myself
Have to find someone to ask
Laws can be a gnarly beast
What they say and what they mean
Won’t spare even the deceased
If you miss what’s in between
I can’t do it all alone
There’s an expert for the task
I can’t do it by myself
Have to find someone to ask
Oh my self, my mind, my soul
Is this real Should I care
Why’m I here, and where’m I going
And what’s waiting for me there
I got this
Olfactorily Speaking
To be fulfilled, I think
We should pursue goals
The way angels follow souls:
Leave the ones that stink
We should pursue goals
The way angels follow souls:
Leave the ones that stink
Gray
Here we are still painting dreams in our leisure
Blues meeting beiges and creams on the seashore
Reality flashes a cloudy day
In glorious splashes af middling gray
And here we are
Blues meeting beiges and creams on the seashore
Reality flashes a cloudy day
In glorious splashes af middling gray
And here we are
9-29-1441
All that’s within
And all that’s between
Alif Lām Mīm
And Alif Lām Mīm
Rolls off my tongue
With such ease
Like morning time dew
On a leaf
But it’s easy to miss
That it’s easy because
It came on a heart
With no traces of flaws
A heart that could bear
The weight of a Word
And a cosmos of Truth
On an Arabic stream
From Alif Lām Mīm
To Alif Lām Mīm
To Alif Lām Mīm
To Alif Lām Mīm…
And all that’s between
Alif Lām Mīm
And Alif Lām Mīm
Rolls off my tongue
With such ease
Like morning time dew
On a leaf
But it’s easy to miss
That it’s easy because
It came on a heart
With no traces of flaws
A heart that could bear
The weight of a Word
And a cosmos of Truth
On an Arabic stream
From Alif Lām Mīm
To Alif Lām Mīm
To Alif Lām Mīm
To Alif Lām Mīm…
9-28-1441
If anger is the avenue
I take for sunset walks
Then squeeze my rigid heart to free
The water from the rocks
I take for sunset walks
Then squeeze my rigid heart to free
The water from the rocks
9-27-1441
How could we ever be complete
Until we’re back
In that abode we started from
The doors of heaven never creak
To keep a soul away
From Whom it parted from
Until we’re back
In that abode we started from
The doors of heaven never creak
To keep a soul away
From Whom it parted from
9-26-1441
May the stench of my sins
Be dispelled
By a fragrant desire
For Your Rahmah, Maghfirah
And deliverance from the fire
Be dispelled
By a fragrant desire
For Your Rahmah, Maghfirah
And deliverance from the fire
9-25-1441
The most beautiful distraction
And the most deplorable
All blend into one when compared
With the sweet ikhlās
Of Your remembrance
And the most deplorable
All blend into one when compared
With the sweet ikhlās
Of Your remembrance
9-24-1441
Master of wind and cloud and rain
And their musical refrain:
May the wind not blow my roof
May the cloud not linger long
May the rain not flood my home
May no music mute my song
And their musical refrain:
May the wind not blow my roof
May the cloud not linger long
May the rain not flood my home
May no music mute my song
9-23-1441
I cannot know how many souls I’ve hurt
By words of anger, wit or humor wry
Or through a wretched grimace or a smirk
Or even through a shrug or meaning sigh
Repair those broken hearts beyond repair
In ways that only You can, Ya Rahman
And let myself be fashioned as a stair
For such of Your ‘ibaad to step upon
And into their abode with me in tow
With hope to follow where their footsteps go
By words of anger, wit or humor wry
Or through a wretched grimace or a smirk
Or even through a shrug or meaning sigh
Repair those broken hearts beyond repair
In ways that only You can, Ya Rahman
And let myself be fashioned as a stair
For such of Your ‘ibaad to step upon
And into their abode with me in tow
With hope to follow where their footsteps go