Even as we feel pain over the belated reply, we shall remain persistent in our plea to the Most Merciful –– insists Jaihoon in this poetic discourse
‘O my Him!’
I shall not ask You why
The reason for this delay
I shall not ask You what
The fate of what I sought
I shall not ask You when
The wonder will happen
For, all these impatient W’s:
Are the Devils’ Games to seduce
‘O my Merciful Him!’
Faith I have nil in my tears
Flowed through all these years
Why believe my aching heart
Pounding since the very start?
All my hopes are on Your Compassion
The least I trust is my discretion
Therefore, O my Dear Creator!
The more belated is Your Reply
The persistent shall be my plea
No matter whatsoever be the pain
I will pursue my smile sans any grin
No matter whatsoever be the sorrow
With much joy shall I readily swallow
Ya Rabb!
I am the repenting Son of Adam
Angels can only envy my freedom
Therefore, O my Dear Creator!
Show Your Mercy
On this intelligent fool
Drown him not
In the disheartened pool
Consider. Answer.
Now. Soon. Ever.
Posted April 12, 2003.
