Not always Destiny brings ashore illustrious souls who connect with Divine. One seeker’s journey may benefit others too– hopes Jaihoon in this poem
Ever since when, hey Jaihoon
Did this death-in-life happen?
Your touching words had others cry
Now for a tear you vainly try
All through the day, like a dog-
You run to earn bread
And then at the night
Fall asleep half-dead!
Your eyes are dried
The fire in you has died
You are like a rotten crop-
Neither harvest nor yield!
The stars eagerly watch:
For the forehead in sujud reached?
Those midnight-told beads
Love-sown were those seeds
You fancied to erect a Him-Loving fort
For the lovers to indulge in Divine Sport
But absorbed in the worldly game
On your leisure is the blame
Have you paid any heed-
To the teachings of the Creed
A victim you are of the Devil’s greed
For, against the weak is his sin-plead
What would you do
in this dark moment
What excuse will you
Before Him present?
You are mindless
To His numerous favors
Run which at your doorstep
As bountiful rivers
Where is the fun
To ask blessings more
When you remember not
The manna granted before
Never before were you
So ungrateful
For a single Dream
You’d cry night-full
Your envious state:
A mystery to yourself
A little book were you
On His Love-full shelf
The Green Dome
Engaged most of your time
In word and deed
Your soul imitated its rhyme
Ah! Lord knows the numerous angels
Around you freely surround
In those days when
Meem’s love had your caravan mount
Your precious Dream Treasure
Is now fatefully lost
My Merciful Him: such a pearl
Resides no longer at your coast
Not always Destiny brings ashore
Such a Him-Fearing Pearl
Not always Fortune keeps sailing
To your heart’s mole
Woe! This hypocrite:
A restless bee
In search is he
For a Him-arousing honey
Pray my quest benefit His Lovers;
Those hearts with His Fear shivers
June 7 2003. Edit March 2023
