“O [humankind], indeed we have created you from male and female and made you peoples and tribes that you may know one another. Indeed, the most noble of you in the sight of Allah is the most righteous of you. Indeed, Allah is knowing and acquainted.” Qur’an 49:13
Dark gray metal and bullet holes
and you can’t walk on the streets,
the wailing and moaning
and the mothers cries,
the soldiers laughter as they smoke another cigarette.
And the rape and the slaughter
just another day in a genocide.
And why does the mournful mother cry?
Her young son has too much bravado,
On Muhammad Iqbal’s poem, A Dialogue Between God and Man
I made the whole world with the same water and clay,
But You created Iran, Tartary, and Ethiopia.
From the earth I brought forth pure iron,
But you made from that iron sword, arrow, and gun. …
When the Ummah works together as it should we become as a strong rope that cannot be broken. We are a nation of differing countries, races, and languages united by the Truth but which is still difficult to hold together when cultural differences create negative judgements. Imagine a beautifully designed…
The choosing of Muhammad to bring the Truth to the Arabs:
Sighing he sat down in the darkness of the cave waiting for the first glimmer of dawn’s early light wondering about the One True God spoken of by the Jews and the Christians. His heart stirred when as a…
Abu Huraira reported: The Prophet, peace and blessings be upon him, said, “Allah did not send any Prophet but that he cared for sheep” The companion asked, “And you as well?” “Yes, I was a shepherd with a modest wage on behalf of the people of Mecca.” Sahih al-Bukhari 2143
Keeping watch with angels silence to reflect,
God whispers from Heaven’s deep silence, “Reflect.”
Dusty garments of humility bow down
in reverance for The One, oh reflect!
Immersed in distracting sound and light,
stumbling while entranced on lit screens, can’t reflect.
Seeking solitude, a Shepherd sought a cave,
Truth then revealed for his pure need to reflect.
Listen in silence, O hapless erred humans,
listen you must hear his voice--go and reflect.
His Mercy comes in silent gentle billows,
but you must see, hear, and realize to reflect.