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…why do you stay in prison when the door is so wide open?…

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…so there was an escape!!! …from the inner prison of this grander prison we all are in…ShukriLlah for the hazy respite into the desert…and to Maulana Jalaluddin Rumi for the timely nudge…which was taken literally…even though the metaphorical option is always there…wonder why we do not see…nay…do not BELIEVE  the door is always wide open?

…the intention was to ramble on about the timelessness of the desert…even though this particular place is rapidly transforming into a chaotic tent city…shanty places side by side occupying what was a few years ago vast open space…

…the intention was to ramble on about the wondrous camel…and to explain how Saudi nationals acquisition land…to chat about the majestic mountains…but while diving into Rumi gems all intentions seemed hollow…

Be empty of worrying.

Think of who created thought!

Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.

The wound is the place where the Light enters you.

Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.

Only from the heart can you touch the sky

Set your life on fire. Seek those who fan your flames.

If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?

Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.

Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.

When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.

You were born with wings, why prefer to crawl through life?

Suffering is a gift. In it is hidden mercy.

You wander from room to room

Hunting for the diamond necklace

That is already around your neck!

Knock, And He’ll open the door

Vanish, And He’ll make you shine like the sun

Fall, And He’ll raise you to the heavens

Become nothing, And He’ll turn you into everything.

Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.

Where there is ruin, there is hope for a treasure.

And you?

When will you begin that long journey into yourself?

Why do you stay in prison

When the door is so wide open?

JUMA’AH MUBARAK!

…a previous visit to this area…

All good is from Allah Ta’ala whereas mistakes are from this humble speck. May Allah Ta’ala Bless all readers, bringing you all closer to Him and His Rasul SallAllahu alaihi wasallam.  May He accept our humble efforts and grant us the capacity to be good and do good. Ameen.

…Muharram 1434…

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Resplendent beneath flaming skies

a pastiche of swirls and spirals

Your brushstrokes of vibrancy and hope

paint the most neglectful soul

Swirls and spirals surround your abode,

 as swirls of salutations spiral from around the globe

chants from hearts passionately drunk with your pristine light

an eminence no barriers can conceal.

A fragrance impossible to suppress

as multitudinous angel wings

sprinkle the earth and heavens

with impregnated dust

more precious than the entire creation

gathered from their never ceasing visits.

Ya Rabb! Caress the Taj of mankind, crowned by the qubba green.

Ya Rabb! Bless the flag bearer of righteousness whose name You inscribed on Your Arsh.

Ya Rabb! Shower Your favours on Your treasure whose name accompanies Yours in Salat, in the Adhan, in the Kalimah.

Ya Rabb! Bestow Your choicest praises on the one You have honoured in Your Sacred Speech,

Ya Rabb! Adorn Your Beloved, the first to ever be blessed by Your first ever blessing.

Ya Rabb! Raise Your Habib to a station far beyond the leaves of the tress in Your Garden that bear his name.

Ya Rabb! Glorify Your messenger, the spirit of justice, the bringer of peace, wisdom and truth, the paragon of all virtues.

Ya Rabb! As a Muharram gift unlock the shackles that hinder our closeness to Your shining star.

Our Lord! We believe in what You have Revealed and we follow the Messenger, so write us down among those who bear witness.  (3:53)

Ya Rabb! Etch the name of Your illustrious one in our hearts just as he has Your name embellished on his.

Ya Rabb! Bless us with an intimate nearness.

Bless Bless Bless this new year

 By painting hearts with fiery flames of infatuation

Ameen, Ameen, Ameen.

Allahumma Salli ‘alaa Sayyidina wa Maulana Muhammadin ‘adada maa fee ‘ilmillahi Salaatan daa’imatan bi dawaami mulk illah. 

JazaLlahu anna Sayyidina Muhammadun salaAllahu alayhi wasalama maa huwa ahluhu.

 MUHARRAM 1434 MUBARAK!

JUMA’AH MUBARAK!

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…see the edited ‘mega plans’ post for updates…

All good is from Allah Ta’ala whereas mistakes are from this humble speck. May Allah Ta’ala Bless all readers, bringing you all closer to Him and His Rasul SallAllahu alaihi wasallam.  May He accept our humble efforts and grant us the capacity to be good and do good. Ameen.

…scribed and clicked…

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When I am with you, we stay up all night.

When you’re not here, I can’t go to sleep.

 Praise God for those two insomnias!

And the difference between them.

Everyone has someone, a friend to love,

And work, and skill to do it. All I have

Is a fantasy lover who hides

For safety in the dark of my heart’s cave.

God forbid I’d compare the moon to your face

Or the tall cypress to your stature and grace.

Where in the moon are ruby sweet lips to be found?

What cypress sways with the luminous grace of your ways?

You could string a hundred endless days together,

My soul would find no comfort from this pain.

You laugh at my tale? You may be educated

But you haven’t learned to love till you’re insane.

If you don’t heed my call and answer me

With joy, with the wine of your words, who will?

Shepherd of the world, refuge of the soul,

If you don’t keep us from the wolf, who will?

The nightingale comes to the garden, no more the crow.

Light of my eyes, to the garden with you I will go.

Like lilies, like roses, we’ll open out in blossom,

And we, like water running through gardens, will flow.

If I was not so pitifully in love

I wouldn’t then be standing at your door.

Don’t say, “Go away, don’t stand at my door!”

I wouldn’t exist, my dear, if I didn’t stand here.

The heart in me lives for the pain you cause.

The world is foreign, only pain’s a friend,

Who does this heart a favor just to come

Into a heart too wrung to offer room.

The harvest of my pain was its own peace and remedy.

As low as I had sunk, I rose, faith restored from blasphemy.

Body, heart, and soul obscured the path, until

Body melted into heart, heart in soul, and soul in love itself.

JUMA’AH MUBARAK!

…and JazakumuLlah khairas to the children who captured the photos and to the wondrous Maulana Jalauddin Rumi RahmatuLlahi alaihi for his soul felt imagery through words…

All good is from Allah Ta’ala whereas mistakes are from this humble speck. May Allah Ta’ala Bless all readers, bringing you all closer to Him and His Rasul SallAllahu alaihi wasallam.  May He accept our humble efforts and grant us the capacity to be good and do good. Ameen.

…Israa’ wa Miraaj 1433…

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…the voice of Paradise said:

O my Lord, bring me what you have promised me!

Too abundant are my rooms, my gold-laced garments,

continued here Israa’ wa Miraaj 1432

…Our Beloved Prophet SallAllahu alaihi wasallam’s spiritual opening began here from the house of Umm Hani’…

Israa’ was Miraaj 1431, including links back to 1427.

 

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…almiskeenah, the humble, is almiskeenah the ‘not so chirpy’ these days…and when one does not feel so well, coping with a woeful internet connection really pushes the patience buttons even more, not to mention the heat, Alhumdulillah…please accept my apologies and absences…Insha’Allah your Du’a would be greatly appreciated…

All good is from Allah Ta’ala whereas mistakes are from this humble speck. May Allah Ta’ala Bless all readers, bringing you all closer to Him and His Rasul SallAllahu alaihi wasallam. May He accept our humble efforts and grant us the capacity to be good and do good. Ameen.

…a symphony…

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Maghrib Symphony in Taqwa Major!

Cymbals crash,

a thundery pulse booms from the percussion instruments

orchestrated to accompany the falling sins as thousands wash, wipe, gargle and snuff

in preparation for meeting the One and Only to Whom we lower our lowly heads.

the strings hit notes of sublime majesty, coalescing with the celestial sounds of Angels’ wings

as they caress the Green Dome, dispatching Salam in numbers matching ocean bubbles,

to glide away with multifarious replies glittering as a concoction

of every shimmering dewdrop created, with the sparkle and twinkle

of the mass sum of constellations and the Milky Way.

thus is the lure of the Maghrib Symphony, played in Taqwa Major!

the lyrical grace notes suddenly slide into drums beating a marching, striding purposeful rhythm, mesmerizing and mobilizing feet of the devout.

wrinkled feet, white, black, brown feet. old, bare, painted, and stocking feet,

feet propelled;  dusty feet, cracked  feet, soft baby feet.

a maelstrom of patter, running, sauntering, shuffling magnetized momentum,

cymbals, timpani and tubular bells synchronize in surround sound.

the most blessed of earth records the identity of every present soul, witnessing.

every tiny pebble, every mote of dust, stretches of shiny marble, worn reflective concrete mirrors,

witnessing intentions of the reflective mirror of hearts protected in cages of ribs

as they beat on cue to an expected crescendo.

souls dance in anticipation of the ultimate bow of humility,

the bow to the unfurling of all veils

accompanied by a human chorus exalting …submitting.

a massed praising; a choral refrain of hushed mumbled glorifications

interspersed with delicate clicks of wood, stone, seeds and plastic.

the climax is imminent as sunlight weaves into twilight

sun slipping off stage behind a dusk curtain.

The Conductors baton is raised,

the giant tuning forks vibrate

the Universe vibrates……..

ALLAAHU AKBAR   A -L -L –A-A–H- U    A -K –B- A- R     A -L -L –A-A –H- U    A -K –B- A- R.

as-salatu wa salamu alaika Ya Sayyidy Ya Rasulullah

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…YA RABB…Please answer all of the Du’as almiskeenah is making for all the very needy requests that have come her way these days….YA RABB PLEASE answer them favourably for all the ones asking and firmly plant Sakeenah in all hearts and lives. And for whatever outcomes You deem the best, through Your Wisdom, to be embraced with loving grace and submission …Ameen

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…photos taken yesterday after Asr…words from a post way back when…

All good is from Allah Ta’ala whereas mistakes are from this humble speck. May Allah Ta’ala Bless all readers, bringing you all closer to Him and His Rasul SallAllahu alaihi wasallam.  May He accept our humble efforts and grant us the capacity to be good and do good. Ameen.

…snap::thirty…

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We come…seeking your gaze, eyes impure and blemished from dreams and fantasizing life’s distractions.
While your luminous black eyes, framed by noble long lashes, cast a loving glow illuminating the heavens.

We come…searching your smile, mouths sullied and tainted from gossip, backbiting and idle talk.

While the gentleness of your countenance radiates a tranquil aura dispersing all weaknesses.

We come…dawdling to you, limbs lazy and heaving as slaves to sloth and consumerist whims.

While your compassionate guiding steps rejuvenate indifferent desires for embracing your Sunnah.

We come…greeting you, hands brazenly wretched, time wasting talons clutching fake trinkets.

While you tenderly reach out, your unconditional light of truth obliterating the gloomy darkness.

We come…conversing, minds polluted with excessive nonsense, overflowing detritus numbing the soul.

While your sanctified words transform bewilderment to enlightenment.

We come…praising your perfection, deeds shamelessly decorated with ostentation and arrogance.

While your dignified station and the bearer of Allah’s promise, endears one to alchemize faults to gold.

We come…weeping for your affection, hearts frail, devoid of passion for the Garden’s Eternal Enchantment.

While your presence rouses hopes as you disregard lapses and instill contentment with the mere utterance of your name.

We come…addressing you, prayers empty of devotion; a profusion of nagging whispers.

While your worship had no end, a pristine sincerity shining as brightness itself, a beacon for your Ummah.

We come…begging from you, relationships smashed, severed, abused and neglected.

While your caress embodies the spirit of justice, a servant of the Majestic, imparting fairness to all.

We come…yearning, aching; deeds contrary, a nonillion swarms of disobedience.

While you the preferred one, the emblem of certainty, the holy trusted one, the beloved of Allah, the one brought near to His Divine Presence, our honoured intercessor, sent as a mercy to all the worlds, accept our every Salawaat and Salaam.

Allahumma Salli ‘ala Badrit-Tamaam
Allahumma Salli ‘ala Nuriz-Zalaam
Allahumma Salli ‘ala Miftaahi Daaris-Salaam
Allahumma Salli ‘ala Shafee’i fee Jamee-il Anaam

Allah! Send Blessings upon the Full Moon in brilliance.
Allah! Send Blessings upon the Light overwhelming darkness.
Allah! Send Blessings upon the Key to the Abode of Peace.
Allah! Send Blessings upon the Intercessor of all humanity.
SallAllahu Alaihi Wasallam.

‘Jaza Allahu ‘annaa Sayyidina Muhammadin maa huwa ahluhu’

Allah! Grant Sayyidina Muhammad SallAllahu Alaihi Wasallam, on behalf of us, his rightful due.

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All good is from Allah Ta’ala whereas mistakes are from this humble speck. May Allah Ta’ala Bless all readers, bringing you all closer to Him and His Rasul SallAllahu alaihi wasallam.  May He accept our humble efforts and grant us the capacity to be good and do good. Ameen.

…snap::twelve…

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Even if it could be written to sit here till the Day of Rising,

The eyes would forever weep, until they rested upon yours.

The hands forever raised, until extended to give you Salam.

The tongue forever moving, until speechless at your countenance.

The feet forever frozen, until walking by your side.

The heart forever wretched, until inflamed by your smile.

The ears forever deaf, until the sound of your voice.

The lights forever dim, until illuminated by your presence.

The gaze forever blurry, until your fragrance restores clarity.

The soul forever lost, until you cry ‘Ummati Ummati.‘

Allahumma Salli ‘alaa Sayyidina wa Maulana Muhammadin ‘adada maa fee ‘ilmillahi Salaatan daa’imatan bi dawaami mulk illah.

JazaLlahu anna Sayyidina Muhammadun salaAllahu alayhi wasalama maa huwa ahluhu.

JUMA’AH MUBARAK!

All good is from Allah Ta’ala whereas mistakes are from this humble speck. May Allah Ta’ala Bless all readers, bringing you all closer to Him and His Rasul SallAllahu alaihi wasallam.  May He accept our humble efforts and grant us the capacity to be good and do good. Ameen.