- by Jaihoon
As I stood beside the River
With the thought of now or never
I realized it wasn’t easy
Not meant for the lazy
To cross it would take decades
Blessed even if I were with aides
There appeared then the Eternal Traveler
Whose name was to all seekers familiar
I told him of my predicament
To save me from embarrassment
What was the secret of the seekers-
The Key which opened their Lockers?
Said Khidr the traveler in an assuring voice
His words and face shared the same poise-
“A Seeker needs no boat nor bridge
Time and Space cannot him hedge
Time may get old, but-
A seeker only gets bold
Love is his key
To God his plea
Conspiracies will away run
From his heart which with love-burn
Paradise will be first to claim him
His photo will be hung there in frame
When the Sun of Love shines over his heart
His failures will to a distance evaporate
A single breeze of Love will suffice
To heal the many wounds from the trials
O little seeker on the Path
A Lover has no fear
But to Lose his Dear”
Sallallahu alaihi wa sallam.
April 01 2012
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