Here is a very recent poem, speaking of an old truth; The beauty of unity and the march of time. Something I easily forget amidst busy days and the usual frustrations. What a gift it is to be ordered to pray five times a day, forced to be peaceful mashaAllah :). God forgive my forgetfulness
One to one I sit before you My Maker Created to Creator this bond Oh, when I acknowledge it I am the eagle that has soared beyond the heavens I am the water circumambulating the earth I am every particle of dust in a comet’s tail I am home. This moment I glimpse eternity acknowledging, one to one My Creator to Thee I am hurtling through time.
Copyright February 2011. JoyManifest’s Blog. F R Zahir