– by Jaihoon

The fire’s gone
But heat remains
The nightingale’s no more
Yet its song continues

Ya Rabb!
What is that you grant Your friends
Their tales bring in us these tears

The wind of a single moment in their lives
Causes the fall of our sense’s leaves

They conquered the hearts of rich and poor
Even children so little escape not their wonder

Their death orphan countless hearts
Even the skies cry unable to stand the sorrow

Everyday do they ride on our memory lane
Relief and cure were they for our every pain

Despite the heavy rains of Time
Their rainbows still shine within us

Their love for us were as water plain-
Sprang it from the valleys of love and wisdom

All they taught us were letters of love
Hate was the forbidden sin in their lives

The fire’s gone
But heat remains
The nightingale’s no more
Yet its song continues

Feb 21 2012

In memory of Sayyid Muhammadali Shihab Thangal, the late spiritual leader of Malabar