Men Wearing Long Beards Tell me This
My Lord, My God,
My Master, My Prophet...
Men wearing long beards tell
Me this of You,
They tell me this is Who You are,
And this is what You have given me,
And this is what You will give me,
They tell me what I should feel about You,
They tell me what and how I should speak to You,
They tell me all so many things,
But I cannot force my feelings,
If I do not feel gratitude,
If I do not feel empathy,
If I do not feel love for You
What can I do?
Men wearing long beards share
Their love, their intimate servanthood to You with me,
This only makes me want
What only You can give,
So I am asking you, o' Lord, o' God,
O' my Master and Prophet...
It is not only saints or saintly people that share with me their experiences with God. It is even the less-than-saintly that sometimes let escape a shy confession. My continuing happiness is to find them still thinking of God, still looking for their unmistakable connection to the Divine Presence, however unworthy they feel their present state to be.
If they are older than me, sometimes I think it better for God to give them my days. If they are sicker than me, sometimes I think it better for God to give them my body. If they are tired and lonely, sometimes I think it better for God to give them what little strength I have and the company of my honoured friends. For you know, to be perfectly honest with you now, I don't think I am making full use of what I have...
I am chasing the days and nights, the hours and minutes that are flying pass me to share with you something good. Which I hope I am. For I have lived my life in such folly that you would be ashamed to know me.
So do not think that your visit means nothing to me. It does. More than you will ever know. For don't you know, whoever you are? You are my love and my sunshine.
|A sun bloomed in my garden, and it was you...|
And may God bless you always.
wa min Allah at-taufiq
Hate has no place in Islam
Love will show the Way