HE summoned the Orphan of Arabia / And placed the cosmos under his feet / Were it any Lover than He, the High / Meem be not let to return from that nigh… Jaihoon’s poem on the Ascension of the Holy Prophet
It is not My habit to ask the ants to carry the mountains / Nor do I ever command the wax to guard the flame / No fish will be forced to cross the river of fear / For, I decree only that which a soul can bear
The sight of this human form humbled me / My feet remained numb and so did my sense / Even as he traveled far and far with his angelic friend / I rested under the shade of this benevolent bewilderment . . . On Time and Space dimensions in Miraj
It is inevitable for Allah to exist as no one else could create a magnificent creation like the Holy Prophet
The only proof for our belief in the hereafter is that they were told by the Trustworthy Prophet.
Humanity is in constant search for the ultimate to quench his unending thirst for the Perfect. Each invention of Man has made him feel superior. Landing on the moon or demystifying the secrets of atom were seen with pride. Yet, there are other possibilities far greater than ever imagined.
The ones we remember in the most joyful and painful times are those who are the most dearest to us. The Holy Prophet remembered his Ummay in both these occasions, namely miraj and his death…. Jaihoon’s Miraj Poem