Mujeeb Jaihoon’s poem about the power of a smile to mend a broken heart and bring one closer to God.
Be it spring or winter,
Nothing can your smile hinder.
The magic of your Affinity it is,
Or else I would never see:
I realized my fault,
When beside you I sat.
You make my worries sink,
And I begin to think:
How much to thank
The Lord in return
Hey Tasbih! Your smile:
Set my heart on His fire.
Nov 18 2004. Edit March 2024
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.