The Holy Prophet is Chapter One in the Book of Creation and the Crown of the Saga of Revelation, in whose praise the oceans will run dry.

Asked they,

Tell us the story
Of the origin of universe,
Of the beginning of cosmos
Of the Matter and the Bang

Replied I,

Heed to this Love-wanderer:
My tavern is free of error
The Cup and the Drink:
Truth-sober even when drunk

Here at the Meem’s Station
Was the spark of creation
The drop of the Ocean
And crown of Revelation

Paradise for whom waits
To open its blessed gates

That Shepherd of Mecca
Nay, the Victor of Laulak

The Shrine of Love
The Sanctuary of Wisdom
The Secret of Desire
The Seat of Hope

The Torch of Light
The Throb of Love

In verse or prose
Infinite is his praise
Oceans may run dry
Ink if they be in his glorify

Cup spilled
Pen broke
Voice cracked
My Meem-song: incomplete

May 19 2022. Shawwal 18, 1443.


Mujeeb Jaihoon

Mujeeb Jaihoon, reputed Indian author, explores themes of universal love, deeply embedded in a disruptive spiritual worldview.

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