SAILING THE SEA OF MATRIMONY - all roads and all knowledge inevitably leads to Hu... and to you.

1. Universe Within

Galaxies swim within my veins,

Stars make home in each cell of my body,

Cosmic winds rise from my lips,

As creation mingle sweetly in my eyes.

                                                     

                                  I am the intangible vessel,                                 

The wandering soul,

Tasked to find and record,

The Speech of the One.

I am the broken vessel,

Holed below my waterline,

Sailing an unbroken sea,

With a smile and verily, a fool’s hope!

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If you are reading this, know that you are reading the memoirs of a fool. But alhamdulillah you are with a smiling fool. 

I don't know about anyone else, but I am contented to be a fool than a morose scholar, forever crying "Oh woe! Oh sadness! Oh, the things that I know!!" . Instead I am happy to constantly be amused, astonished and struck speechless by this life, on a course set by Him., until the day that it pleases Him to take me back.

But as I am still alive and writing, I guess there are still secrets and surprises left to be uncovered. And in the entwined limbs of lovers in rapture there are secrets to know, for there is nothing of value if that thing does not take you closer in your understanding of God Almighty.

Whether you are sailing across an ocean or the stormy waters of the matrimonial bed, seek God!

Consummated passion and more importantly, safety, is there. 

He he he. And to grease the machinery of your impending marriage (assuming you are getting wed) do remember this fine line spoken by a friend of mine to his betrothed...

Dear Love,

Our contract of marriage is a strange thing,
For the definitions are waiting to be explored,
The meaning of words and names are waiting to be written...

So write me, and who I am,

For I am without meaning until you tell me

What I mean to you...  

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wa min Allah at-taufiq

Hate has no place in Islam

Love will show the Way

Sneak Under My Skin - love + poetry = babies

Sneak Under My Skin

Sneak under my skin

And tell me how it feels...

It feels lovely pressed against mine.

Swim in my veins

And tell me how I am...

You are burning for me, my love.

Look with my eyes

And tell me what you see...

You are looking at me and I am far more beautiful than I realised.

Hear with my ears

And tell me what you hear...

I hear the vows I have made to you.

Write with my pen

And tell me what am I writing...

This poem.

Now kiss with my lips

And tell me who am I kissing...

Me.

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If you are alive, you ought to have love. And with love comes empathy. And if you have empathy, why, you must grab a pen and put it down into poetry! And if you have poetry, you ought to be making babies.

Hehehe. But I actually have a point to make.

Thank you for dropping in, sunshine.

wa min Allah at-taufiq

Hate has no place in Islam

Love will show the Way

Unity of God, Worship and Acceptance of Others

196. Pray if you sin IV (about unity and acceptance)

Islam is about unity,

But it is also about the

Acceptance of man’s plurality,

And that each man and women

Are truly unique and different.

And that too is a reflection

Of the Uniqueness of God,

For there is only one you

That you are aware of.

If you cannot accept

People and their

Differing values,

Then you are denying

Your own uniqueness

And that of others,

And in so doing

You are denying

An important precept

In the Unity of God.

There are many of us, and it is fitting, because it shows (in comparison) the Absolute Oneness that is God Almighty. Indeed, if plurality does not exist, how will unity ever be evidenced?

And of course, being accepting of others is an important precondition precedent for marriage and making babies. I don't know about your parents, but my father and late mum are quite different. Ostensibly they are Malays and Muslims, but that is where it ends. On many aspects, they are significantly not ad idem (Latin - meaning of one mind). My father is careful with spending, my mum is pretty generous. My dad takes a while to take a shine on people, while my mother is shiny on the word go. But there are some aspects which they commonly share, they are both hard working and they love their family.

What am I trying to say? Oh yes, this is it. If your mother and father took a pause for a second and decided "Look, this doesn't makes sense. You like chocolate, I like vanilla. You like basketball, I like football. Naah... we are so not alike. Let's break up.", the likelihood is that you would not even exist right now. But here you are, healthy and good-looking, and spending your Sunday in a quality way, reading the sinners almanac. Kudos for you and kudos for me. Hehehe.

So have an accepting Sunday, precious. Accept God and accept people.

wa min Allah at-taufiq.