Every mistake is from me, and any Truth is from Allah, The Enduring One, He is the Enduring One, I know nothing save that which He hath taught me.
Friday, October 2, 2009
Know Your World-Poem
A beautiful nasheed poem about the universe and existence set to the ney flute.
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"Upon a calm subtle ocean
of inconceivable, brilliant lights
Descend the winds of mercy,
There are vibrations.. quickening,
brilant stirs of words and meaning.
In waves of possiblities,
all possible things are entangled...preserved.
When Allah commands a thing...
'be'
...and it is
A call for a thing to come out of possibilities.
A stir efferveses its way in the peaceful ocean
The tiniest of lively sparkles of light come forth
The sparkles in their entanglements,
veil and hide secrets
The ocean whispers its sparkling secret mist to the cloud,
The cloud is now the carrier
Every vibration has a meaning
Every tune a message
A turbenlent sea of manifestations
Waves of quantum leaps and transmutations
A briliant steam of massive energyy and light
bursts into a baby universe
The unverse unfolds subtle matter
Visible islands of stars and galaxies
The earth is crowned, it receives its heavenly crown
Blessed rain and fertile rivers run throught its clay,
Like paint clings to the artists brush
The clay clings to its guidance
It's secrets are now hidden,
wrapped in clay
The clay, once inert, now quickens
with its hidden treasures,
restless to find the way.
Out of the must sprout small plants raising their heads,
Crafty animals and wild beasts
We find an urge to chase game,
And to run from bigger beasts
In the world of clay,
you run and run until you are exhausted
You lay your head on a rock,
And to your lower self you sleep
You have a clear vision
Praying in Mecca
Standing on Mount Arafat
Touching the stars
A confirming brililant, heavenly light
shines into your heart
Tranforming lights peel off your clay
And unveil angelic wings for a deputy on earth
The blessed rid themsevles of clay
as their hearts cling to heavingly lights
You are born again
Into the heavens this time
Into the light from which you came
Do not be like those
whose hearts cling to the darkend clay,
instead of the light
With pure hearts we submit to Allah
Then it is said Praise be to Allah
Lord of all the worlds
It is time to stop the aimless running,
Peel off your clay,
Cling to the lights"
Know that the state of one's religious and worldly affairs depend upon soundness of one's reflection. Anyone who has a share of it has an abundant share of everything good. It has been said : 'An hour's reflection is better than a year's worship.' 'Ali, may God ennoble his face, has said: 'There is no worship like reflection.' And one of the gnostics; may God have mercy on them all, said: 'Reflection is the lamp of the heart; if it departs the heart will have no light.'
Reflections by Imam Al-Haddad (ra)
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