Thursday, November 21, 2013

A Little Patience Goes A Long Way

Ibn Rajab – rahimahullaah – said: (1)
…and it’s incumbent upon the believer to have a little patience
in order to reach by way of it to a lengthy rest.

If he gets impatient then he is,
as has been said by Ibn al-Mubaarak:

Whoever exercises patience,
then how little is the patience he will have to exercise.
And whoever is impatient,
then how little is the enjoyment he will have.

al-Imaam ash-Shaafi’ee – rahimahullaah -
used to recite (the following verses of poetry):

“O my soul! It is not, except a few days of patience;
As if the extent were but a few dreams.
O my soul! Pass quickly on through this world;
And leave it, for indeed life lies ahead of it.”

:وكان الإمام الشافعي رحمه اللَه ينشد

يا نَـفـسُ مــا هِـــيَ إلاّ صَـــبـــرُ أَيّامِ
كَــأَنَّ مُـدَّتَــهـــا أَضــغــاثُ أَحــلامِ
يا نَـفْـسُ جـــوزي عَـنِ الـدُنــيا مُـبـادِرَةً
وَخَــلِّ عَـنـهـا فَـإِنَّ الـعَـيشَ قُــدامـــي


(1) From Ibn Rajab al-Hanbalee’s book “Fadl ‘ilm as-Salaf” - The Excellence of the Salaf’s Knowledge.

(2) Translation of ash-Shaafi’ee’s – rahimahullaah – poem is taken from an article titled “The Yearning of the Pious for Paradise” – al-Istiqaamah Magazine, Issue #2, Safar 1417 A.H. The rest of the translation (of what’s mentioned by Ibn Rajab in his book) is done by Thikraa.


Friday, November 08, 2013

Beloved Habib

Beloved Habib,The best example of Allah's Mercy
Days pass to the sound of your praise
Counting the days till we can behold your blessed face

Beloved Nabi
The upholder of justice, maintainer of Mercy
What was it like that day, how did it feel
Stoned at Ta'if, yet you did not weep
They ignored the message yet you did not grieve

Beloved Habib,
The face of patience as life passed you by
when confusion rose inside, by your side you found your wife
To nurture your children to safeguard from misery
a loyal companion through worries and anxiety

Beloved Nabi,
Sabrun jameel, an example for us to live by
The year of sorrow, maybe the worst of your life
Allah's beloved but you went through more than most
Allah's beloved but luxuries you did not boast

Beloved Habib
Just one chance to sit in your company
To behold a face full of radiance and Mercy
To be in your presence just once, I ask from the Almighty
Hands raised to the heavens, Ya Allah let your habib love me

Beloved Nabi
When you breathed your last, did you make du'aa for me?
For the lost among your ummah, wretched souls are we
Will we drink from the fountain, are we really worthy?
Will you smile upon seeing us, your ummati?
Will you be there on the last day beloved Nabi
So that into Jannah we can gain entry...?

Wednesday, November 06, 2013

You Are All that is True

When wrong appears right
When it is only what you want it to be
The truth will never be a square peg in a round hole
It will never fit
No matter how hard you push it
No matter how hard you want it

So beautiful yet so hard
When channelled you lead to a ocean of happiness
But when my weakness lets my evil nafs take over
You take me to the sewer of my wants

Praise be to You
Oh Master of Masters
It’s through hardship
You made me realise what I had
It’s only through pain I return to You

I thought I knew it but You taught me
You taught me that I knew nothing

This world is not for me
Don’t ever make this world enough for me
Never let this head raise to look at another’s plate
Never let this man envy
Never let him look at another’s possessions and desire
Never let him be anything less than content.
Make the dua of Your beloved my dua and never leave me to myself for even the blink of an eye.
The blink of an eye.

Cars rust, clothes tear,
Money gets spent and looks wither away
All that will be remembered is sincerity
Sincerity for You

They care not what is lawful and what is not
Chewing on Riba, licking their fingers after
Chasing shadows as if the pleasure of this life are eternal
Their longing to be remembered is laughable
As if when they are gone their nearest won’t move on
As if from the sky they are not ants

If they bid for my contentment tell them I won’t sell
If they offer their wealth tell them to wash their souls and barter with that instead

All I get is one chance
Just one chance
Why would I spend that dreaming?

They lie
They go back on their word
They slip up
In the end You are all that is true

You were all that was ever true…

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