As we fail in our Divine duties and are ashamed to raise hands in prayer, the love of Beloved inspires within us new humanity-writes Jaihoon
O His merciful Meem!
Embarrassed by my faults,
Plundered of my faith,
Ashamed was I, even
To raise hands in prayer.
Just when I had lost
My humanity,
And many felt
Pity for this sinner,
Your love arrived
To heal,
To make me feel
Human again.
Saturday, Oct 23, 2021 | Rabi Al-Awwal 16 1443
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.
By weighing the count of forgetting against remembering, this poem proves that math always fails once the self dissolves in