The glory of the Creator can alone transcend the greatness of His Beloved Prophet— admits Jaihoon while returning from the tomb of al-Busiri.

I praised the Garden’s glory,
Until I thought of the Rose.

I sang about the Sky’s spread,
Until I saw the elegant Moon.

I endeared the Cup’s kiss,
Until I tasted the Wine.

Had it not been for his Lord-
Limitless be my talk of Meem.

Dec 17 2012. Edit July 2024