Monday, April 1, 2013

Mercy Ocean, Sea of Compassion - The Prince Part 29


Mercy Ocean, Sea of Compassion

Some men are born high in the mountains,
Kissed by the clouds that loom far above,

Some men are born near the ocean,
To the sounds of the surf and sea
That they all come to love,

Some men are born in the plains and the tundra
In the sweeping vistas of pasture, desert and ice,

While others are born close to the river,
Learning to hunt in the forest and the jungle
With a spear, arrow and quiver,

But however and whenever they are born,
To God's Mercy Ocean they shall all return,

Save for those blessed few,
Whom, though walking amongst us,
Never seemed to have left the Ocean,

Spreading the good word with kindness,
A stranger, beloved to me and you,
With gentle eyes, floating in a Sea of Compassion,
A prince, beloved to me and you.

Hi, sunshine. It is Monday morning. After an active weekend, it is back to work again. I am tired and a little heart-broken, but otherwise good! For I cannot complain when my life is complete with the saints, the saintly and us sinners!

The door of Fajr prayers (dawn) beckons. I can hear the voice of the muezzin, breaking the morning quiet, amid the familiar morning chorus of birds outside.  

Hope springs anew this morning. May God bless you and forgive me.

wa min Allah at-taufiq

Hate has no place in Islam
Love will show the Way

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