The poet submits at Rawdha that though he is leaving Medina, his soul and its true joy reside in the heavenly hive of Meem

Finally
Here I am
Finally the time has come
To farewell Your Beloved Meem

I leave my heart behind
For whom is my every throb

My soul and its true joy
Reside in this heavenly hive

Only my body-frame leaves
Life, though, behind remains

My veins and its blood
My blood and its warmth
My warmth and its lamp
Lamp, but, is lit from Meem!

I set out
To where I came
Swearing to my soul
I shall return times more.

May 26 2022. Shawwal 25, 1443.


Mujeeb Jaihoon

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

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