The tears that never stop

I set my foot inside the Holy Mosque,
Upon the cold, white marble, Where day and night, People
sat worshipping, praying,
The tears never did stop.

Right and left, the Mosque being cleaned,
Shining, not a particle of dust, The carvings of marble, the plates of gold,
The symmetry of the whole Mosque, the largest of it all,
The tears never did stop.

Then came the grandest of the whole,
The centre of one's life and concerns, The big, Beautiful House of Allah,
Covered with black cloth and gold leaf writing,
The tears never did stop.

My life flashed past me, the good and the bad,
such a feeling I had never felt before,
A special bondage to the Almighty-A sudden chill in me,
The tears never did stop.

Looking around, the large floor was filled with people,
Circling the beautiful house, loudly chanting,
People sitting, praying for forgiveness,
Praying for another chance to lead a better life,
The tears never did stop.

Taking a deep breath, I entered the never ending crowd,
With my heart pouring out all the prayers I could think of,
Begging for forgiveness of my sins,
Praying to become a better individual
The tears never did stop.

I ran around the black house,
The ancient, black house built by Ibrahim (AS) centuries ago,
Where not one second passes when people are not circling it, praying,
The tears never did stop.

I got closer as did my heart, mind and soul,
I touched the sacred house, hands trembling,
Knowing I was as close as ever to the Almighty,
The tears never did stop.

It was amazing, everyone centred their attention only on worship
All worldly concerns forgotten, focused on praying,
Forgetting everyday matters and happenings,
The tears never did stop.

The rituals were tiring, took strength and time,
But what is a few hours for our Giver, Our Creator?
For what He has given us, the worldly goods, the luxuries,
A few hours of forgiveness for our sins,
The tears never did stop.

Author Unknown

Intellect & the heart

Intellect one day said to the heart

"I am a guide to those gone astray

Though bound to earth, I reach the heaven above
Just see how far reaching is my sway

I am cast in the mould of legendary Khizr
I am destined in the world to show the way

I am interpreter of the book of life
I am an attribute of divine display

You are but a drop of blood
 I am the envy of ruby's ray"

"It's all true", the heart replied:
"But look at me, be as it may

You look at life's trauma and drama
I see through life's white and gray

You deal with outer manifestations
And i am aware of the inner fray

Knowledge is to you, intuition is to me
You seek god, I show to pray

Limit of wisdom is restless doubting
I am a cure for the malady of dismay

You are a lantern to illumine a spot
i am a lamp to illumine the way

You deal with the concept of time and space
I deal with the concept of Judgment day

To what lofty place I do belong
I am pedestal of God Almighty I say."

The Duniya

 And nobody said it was going to be easy,
 Who said it won't make you cry?
 Did somebody tell you that you wouldn't trip, slip or fall?
 Tell me, who made you think it isn't hard?

 That your heart wouldn't be broken?
 Mistreated?
 Abused?
 Tired?
 Used?

 Who told you it was going to be easy..?,
 That you weren't going to make mistakes?
 That you wouldn't fail?
 Why do you keep saying you don't need me?
 And I don't need you?

 Who told you, you have to be alone?
 That this burden, you have to carry on your own?
 Test after test?
 Trial after trial?
 No sign of the end?
 Is that what you’re waiting for?

 Who said you wouldn't grow old?
 That your health would always hold?
 What made you think that he was yours?
 And not a gift from Him?
 What made you think you were perfect?

 Well, who told you there couldn't be change?
 Why do you keep remembering your old ways?
 Didn't He show you the road to take?
 And reminded you about him who wants you to go astray?
 But He gave you tauba? An open way?
 Why don't you take it?

 Who told you it was going to be easy?
 Give me their name!
 Our worlds are so different.
 But yet we are the same.
 Didn’t they tell you, you're just a traveller?
 That you have to cross this bridge?
 That the other side is nothing like this my friend?
 It is eternal bliss.

 Didn’t they tell you about the drink that you'll sip? (Insha 'Allah)
 By the Prophet's (s) hands?
 That you'll be united with your loved ones, as happy as can be?
 That you can invite them to your tea party?
 Didn't they remind you, His Mercy overcomes His Wrath?
 That no one is more Generous than He?

 Didn't they describe to you the Gardens so green?
 Where you'll sit and rest so peacefully?
 Did they not tell you to think big and just try your best?
 To keep going even when things seems dark?
 Did they not guide you to make your intentions sincere?
 To be genuine and honest, and to trust in He.

 Did they not tell you, anything is possible?
 Dreams can come true?
 What you seek is what you will find?
 So think positively.
 Think good of He.

 Nobody said it’s going to be easy.
 But be patient my friend.
 Don’t look down, look ahead.
 And be for He...

Anonymous

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