To Be Heard: The Ultimate Prize
The real blessing is the privilege of being able to address the Divine in the first place, and knowing He
No sooner the body heard
‘Meem,’
The soul swung:
“Mmm…”
Hey, Heaven’s Beloved!
Your evergreen thoughts
Make me crazy;
Your praised name
Gives much ecstasy.
Be it the spring of joy
Or the season of cry
When arrives the blessed moment,
About you one makes a comment:
My half-opened eyes close,
Unable to bear the brutal bliss.
My lips then move
At a moderate pace:
“Upon Muhammad be
Blessings and peace.”
Friday, 3rd January, 2003. Edit 2025
Mujeeb Jaihoon explores themes of universal love,
deeply embedded in a disruptive spiritual worldview.
The real blessing is the privilege of being able to address the Divine in the first place, and knowing He
Love has only one adamant clause: loyalty to the ultimate Beloved, even if it requires the betrayal of human intellect,
Masking their soul-shine behind ordinary forms, God’s lovers wait for the dust to settle to rejoice alone—writes Mujeeb Jaihoon
True faith demands sacrificing intellectual pride and forfeiting logic.