The Form of Archery and Life
(or Formless, Formed, Formless)
Formless, the intention is sparked
Like a light within a light,
The intention is formed
As you pick the arrow
And set it upon the bowstring,
You raise the bow
Drawing the bowstring,
Then you aim and release the arrow,
Thus completing your intention,
Your intention returns to its formless state,
The arrow is flying, whirling through the air
Landing at a place pre-destined an eternity ago,
Landing at a place only God will know where...
An old friend said to me, "You know, it is pointless to be disappointed when the arrow misses the target. And it is as pointless to rejoice when the arrows hits the bulls eye."
"Why be torn between two polar extremes of emotions, when you can have a constant state of calm happiness?" He continued. "After all, the form of archery, the physical aspects of the sport, and the formless state being your intention to follow the sunnah archery of our beloved Prophet (saws) is already a blessing in itself!"
"Yes... really. And if you do not believe me, then ask the regiment of angel archers that is shooting arrows with you because you are honouring the traditions of the Habibullah (saws)..."
I am obsessed by an obsession. I don't know how long it will last, but I am so happy to see my brother, my son and all my nephews similarly captivated.
So do be careful, sunshine. Don't pick up that bow and arrow if you do not want to spend hours and hours shooting arrows, fixing arrows, repairing and installing targets. And to be thrown into a circle of friends who are kind, generous, hilarious and exceedingly good-looking. May Allah bless their big hearts!
He he he.
Have a lovely day, sunshine.
wa min Allah at-taufiq
Hate has no place in Islam
Love will show the Way