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| The bird |
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| salaampeaceshalom |
| 09/29/04 at 05:47:36 |
| Sitting beneath the tree A whirl of emotions is felt Confused, I cannot give them names And do not know from whence they come Around me a hushed silence descends Yet I can faintly hear the rushing of the water from the fountain The trees lower their branches solemanly Perhaps in humbleness Their unspoken words Pregnant with hidden depths A sudden ball forms in my throat And a forcefulness brings forth tears, Yet I do not know why, And with it, Fear. A magnificently blue-and-purple hue-coloured bird appears before me Fluttering its wings which encapsulate more colours than rainbows can capture It stares at me. A radiant glow surrounds it Then, during the blink of an eye It smiles at me And lyrically begins a soliloquy. An ache stirs from the deepest niches of my being Fragmented pieces Buried deep within Are given life again And my heart begins to bleed despairingly. I had long forgotten the melodious words and tones of dhikr But withered ashes of faith began to rise again And something from deep inside began to pulsate. The bird stopped its beautiful but torturous tune Its eyes were glistening Reflecting the pools of my tears I realised its songs of death Were about me And in silence the bird flew to rejoin The silent conversation encompassing us. A pain engulfs me My heart cries As it struggles to comprehend how closely I had led it to a near spiritual death I stumble towards the fountain In severe agony As the complacency of my sinful existence Is bared naked before me As my tears mix and become one with the water sprouting from the fountain I shed each shard of destitution which has taken its abode in my heart I feel a shiver of the secrets that lay beyond the gates of the garden Wisps of tranquility wade before me Tantalising me Its gentle fingers caress my cheek Promising to comfort me My heart now lies carved open at the fountain Roots of submission are ushered in The cool sharp clear water cleanses my heart of ruin And now a subdued heart is returned to me And with it, A deep peace begins to emanate I realise I have now trodden the same path as the creation belonging to the world of nature Humbled, I walk back towards the tree Unable to lift my head with the weight of the magnitude of what has just taken place And I too become part of the silence Each of us Each blade of grass, each leaf, dew drop, petal, the bird, the trees and myself Allowing the core of our essence To engage in peaceful submission, meditation and to allow the words of remembrance to ruminate through us. |
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| Maliha |
| 09/29/04 at 08:35:35 |
| [slm] Mashaallah Tabaraka Allah :) Just what i needed to read this cloudy morning....This is a beautiful piece Sis, May Allah increase you in wisdom and depth..and May He continue to guide you and shower you with His Rahma (Amin). keep the inks flowing sis:) [wlm] |
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| salaampeaceshalom |
| 09/30/04 at 07:27:11 |
| [slm] Ameen sis :), jazakAllaah khayran for ur kind words. May Allaah Protect u and ur lil one and increase u both in knowledge. How come ur own ink has stopped flowing for awhile? I look forward to reading more of ur profound work insha'Allaah :) Much love and peace to both u and the one ur carrying :-* wa'salaam |
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