Crave, sigh, yearn, and burn in the soul’s quest for divine love— proclaims Mujeeb Jaihoon in this mystic poem..
I crave to cry
Before You high.
I wish to sigh
Beside You nigh.
All I now yearn:
To desire none but You
To wipe my heart
Off every other love-dust
To burn my soul
Solely on Your love-coal
And divert my tears
To irrigate Your love-field
Oct 18 2023 | Rabi Al-Thani 3, 1445
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.