Only the chosen few can behold that Divine Cup of Mustafa’s love, let alone consume the Drink. Nevertheless, Jaihoon is eager to try.
Came the voice,
‘Lie upon lie
You lunatic lot frame
Walk during the night
And in the day dream
Love’s ecstasy is not
For the weak to claim
Unworthy are you
To even utter his name’
Inch by inch
My heart melted
Stone by stone
Was I pelted
It was in the mid of noon
Full when was desire’s moon
That day finally
Realized I the truth:
To endear Mustafa
Require much strength
Like Kaleem,
Atop the Sinai
His lovers too can faint
From a ray of his love
No soul can bear
The weight of his Love
Save the ones on whom
Lord benevolently bestow
Medina is the business
Of the chosen few
Night’s secrets are known
But to the morning dew
Not many can behold
That Divine Cup
Let alone consume
The wine within
Inhale if you ever
That fragrance
Unconscious forever
Shall be your conscience
His name shall you repeat
His actions will you recollect
He will become your melody
And the cure for your malady
And then will you plead
Like never before
And then enjoin every tear-bead
Like never before
‘Ya Mustafa!
My tears, the river-
Row the canoe closer
Rest therein forever’
Sep 10 2016. Edit Feb 2021
