Jaihoon’s commemorative poem on Sayyid Shihab, the great son of India. (d. Aug 01 2009)
Hard it is to recall him,
But with tears.
Harder even more to pray,
But with tears.
Never have any other Ship,
Anchored so firmly as his
Never have any other Star,
Sparkled so bright as his.
I can’t blame the one
Who say he’s no more
For, where have they seen
The Treasure in my heart’s ore?
Aug 01 2019. Edit 2024
By weighing the count of forgetting against remembering, this poem proves that math always fails once the self dissolves in
By weighing the count of forgetting against remembering, this poem proves that math always fails once the self dissolves in
Jaihoon explores the mystical paradox of the ageless, vibrant soul trapped within the decaying cage of mortality.
Fading stars require long waits. Yet, the Beloved of God transcends time, knowing your name before you even speak.