Our ignorance, sins, and low lineage are no barriers for us to to greet His Beloved— writes Mujeeb Jaihoon
I greeted the learned sage.
“You lack in knowledge,”
Replied he.
I greeted the revered saint.
“With sins is your soul tainted,”
Replied he.
I greeted the ennobled king.
“Lowly is your lineage,”
Replied he.
Ignored and humbled,
Shunned and scorned,
Mocked and maligned,
I melted into naught.
And then, when I regained
The consciousness I had lost,
I whispered a greeting of Love
To the Sultan of “Then” and “Now.”
No sooner had I uttered it
Than a celestial bliss shrouded me:
Angels fluttered,
Fairies hovered,
Fantasies flashed,
Paradise winked.
I cried in sheer disbelief,
“So worthy, this rotten leaf?”
My ignorance,
Sins, and lineage—
Barriers are they not
To greet the Praiseworthy?
He is the Emperor
Of knowledge;
Saints are but dust
In that Divine Dune.
If nobility be a jungle,
He is the fabled Lion.
Yet, he honored me with love,
Replying to this fallen prey.
June 11 2021