His Undercover Agents
Masking their soul-shine behind ordinary forms, God’s lovers wait for the dust to settle to rejoice alone—writes Mujeeb Jaihoon
Jun 09 2026
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The moment lovers overhear the mention of their Beloved, their hearts overwhelm with ecstasy unable to bear the bliss
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
Mujeeb Jaihoon explores themes of universal love,
deeply embedded in a disruptive spiritual worldview.
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