Muhammad

The stone pebble and the soil under his feet gentle
Grateful, delighting in every moment treaded
To the cave of light, soul eager as he retreated:
Read! The Arch Angel commanded.
Read! In the name of thy Lord!

By the Lord of the alalamin,
'To all the world a mercy' Rahmata lilaalamin!
by the One Merciful sent;
Rahmata lilaalamin!

Never for a moment severe
The rowdy with mildness he amended
Rahmata lilaalamin!
'A lamp spreading light', Siraajan munira!

Modest traveler for whom this world
a place of sacrifice sufficed…a servant
While the world under his feet pined
His own shoes he mended...a servant.

Piety he wore, poverty with pride chose, a servant,
he gave up himself, and all he had, a servant.

In his Name! in his Name!
All night long, supplicating
All night long, supplicating
All night long,
a servant in the Lord's way,
supplicating...a servant.

This son of Makka did ascend
To the Heavens in person did ascend;
an eye-witness to a glory awesome
yet on earth moved he gentle...a servant.

The exalted charcacter the Majesty crowned
The hand of God a spirit perfected.
Beloved of the Loving One and all those who walk upright.

The souls he stirred with happiness shined
The ideal human nation did evolve
under this builder of the hearts; a servant.

Let the ignorant say what may, it's lack of nearness,
Not knowledge that feeds on lies promulgated.

Know him, you shall love him.
The most praised
Between heaven and earth
His name's daily repeated:

Muhammad!
Mohamoud!
Ahmed!
Yaa Mustafa!
Your name's with the Lord's joined;
A celebration in the Heavens echoed.

From minarets and on mountain tops
In deep valleys and on the sailing ships
In needy hearts
And wherever the Lord resides
Your name's praised, Yaa Ahmed!
At the heights of fame and power

His tears of compassion
The lowest on heavenly wings to the Heavens soared.

Proud protector of women
Orphaned child and baby-girl…
A community of justice for all he founded
Slave and master in fellowship joined
Under his care all hearts rejoiced.

In the way of God he marched
Liberator of the sinner
In shinning armor fought he evil, relentless
In the face of corrupting forces, undaunted, a servant.

Those who find fault with Ahmed
Far removed are they from the person praised.

Sad indeed is the soul that disregards or
distances itself from this lamp of God.

Rahmata lilaalamin!
Siraajan munira!
Allahuma sali wasalim 'ala sayidina muhammad,
salla Allahu 'alaihi wassalim tasaliman kathira!

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"Allah and His Angels send blessings on the Prophet: O ye that believe!
Send ye blessings on him, and salute him with all respect."
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(Qur'an : 33:56)
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On the Map of God

When the Universe
Becomes a Handful
And Earth just a dot
And no more Somalia to despoil
Soul! Soul! Where are you
On this map of God?

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You are my kind of Book

You're my kind of Book
You've a life of your own
What a bounty of mercy
This ocean of compassion
Each page's a goal
Each word a sign
Each pause a wonder
For me to ponder
Heavenly
Awesome
Spring fields at every season.
You're so authentic
In sickness or health
Through lands or seas
You counsel me so.
You're my kind of Book
Come walk me through life
And take me Home.
So wise so candid so simple
So very true
So totally divine
If only we knew.
You belong to the world
You impart piousness
Instill kindness
What a revelation of composure!
For everyone to ponder
Heavenly
Awesome
Spring fields at every season.
Your promise's true
What an honor so true
What a marvel each word
What magic in each letter
A glance and you gain
Each letter's a chain
Connecting to all Gain
If only we knew.
You're my kind of book
Light upon the way
Come take over this being
The Word the Word
Tranquility's the word.
You're my kind of book
Alight, alight, right here on my heart
Alight, gentle Word, alight
Pour honey on my tongue
Springfields every season
You're my kind of book.

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Are You Ready?

Swift is death when it meets the host…
Death comes and man a weeper...
His case closed now just a moaner:
My Lord! My Lord!
As of today I shall abide
Undo my time to prove the right
I wish to revise, improve
No more breaking of rule
Or tool.
But death comes and none can do reverse
Air
Health
Wealth
Misapplied
Gifts immense for self supplied
All gone all gone
Reversing for none.
Death comes and man a weeper...
His case closed now just a moaner:
My Lord! My Lord!
Man! Oh, man!
Wasn't his life just a loan?
A pair of eyes, faculties to apply?
Wasn't happiness his lot and cause?
And sadness a trial for him to know?
Basked he not in sunshine clime?
Much blessings did he not deride?
Tasted the cold did he not…all right?
And heat did he not sample in delight?
Feasted on beauty did he not quite?
Feeling the opposite did he not cry?
Trekked the mountains did he not to write?
Admired the blooms did he not in a dye?
Whilst his heart the Maker did deride?
Man! Oh, man!
Time enough you were hearty and fine!
So fuss no more and stop the chime!
Death comes and man the weeper
His case closed now just a moaner:
O Lord! O Lord!
Man! You knew your guest in deep sleep
I took your friends to make you see
Arrested your neighbors to make you feel
Then you shed a tear or two or more
And straight away a beer or phrase.
I said: Listen to you in the dark of night
I said: I am the One in Whom You flee
I said: I am the Link so break not free.
You said: Later! Later! O god of mine!
You said: Create me a god, if You are true !
I said: Look at you, O man of man!
You said: Not now! Not now! Not You again!
You said: I like things just that way they're!
And give not a hoot whether false or trite !
I said: the Angel of Death's always nigh!
You said: So long I don't see the night ignite!
I said: Death comes the nut to crack at dawn!
You said: I'll wait and see that night crack!

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