The Blessed Night

The Blessed Night

It blazes brilliantly
inside of me,
this creation

It illuminates my soul,
the growing Endurance
The Endurance that Allah planted in my once dry soil
It became rich with nutrients and moisture that night
when the moonlight seeped through the cracks
disintegrating the scratchy, sharp weeds
that used to scrape away at my soul’s thin, fragile inner walls
Such a blessed night…
When my eyes inundated and blinded with thick masses of salty tears
Such a blessed night…
When I wailed, one last time, to the Highest Throne above the Heavens
Such a blessed night…
When I discovered- the Loving
The Voice came close and warmed me,
held me still to keep me from shaking,
calmed the hot rapids on my cheeks to easy-flowing, cool rivulets
As the Wise whispered inspiration, life, and blessings into my ears, my mind, and my soul
Gently pouring realization of the soft, weightless material that existed all along
And the Eternal will exist for more millennia than the fastest stallion can race through
And for eternity, the Whisper will keep echoing inside of me,
this creation

Alhamdullilah, praise be to Allah
for coming to me in the depth and darkness of that night
all to help this lost and lonely creation of His
because He is the Merciful, the Compassionate
Because He destined me safety and for me to serve with loyalty to my Creator
Who put me together before He released me to come down
Who put me together again that night when blank shattered pieces lay inside of me,
this creation

For who the Guide facilitates this trial
so this beloved creation can keep walking on the straight path, striving for the sake of the One
For in this dunya, that is my task,
to pray, to strive, to pray, to fall, to pray, and repent, and pray, and the Protector raises me up and I pray again
For in this dunya, that is my lifestyle
And I walk with my head held high in front of the residents of this universe
and lowered in front of Allah, as His auxiliary
For in this dunya, that is who I am

 

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