To Tasbih asked I once a thing
I’d not get it even from a king
“Tell me why is Rawdha called
Its gardens of paradise enrolled?”
So sweet came her reply
My heart to Him made fly
At once did I humbly learn
Love’s wealth am I yet to earn
Said Tasbih,
“Of Paradise the Garden is a part
Around Meem do its boundaries relate
Affinity to Beloved is the crown
King is he who such wealth own
Even dust under his feet be gold
Air around him be the envy of musk
O friend!
Love derives meanings odd
I fear this talk break law of Lord
A part of paradise
Is it Rawdha
Or as my heart whispers
Is it vice versa?”
صل الله عليه وسلم
Written during Hajj 2007
One comment
“Tasbih…” you caught so nicely and so meaningfully talks, philosphically expressed the feelings and the thoughts, well written dear poet, I enjoyed, and well ended,
Thank you,
nia