بِسۡمِ ٱللهِ ٱلرَّحۡمَـٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ
In the Name of Allah Most-Compassionate, Most-Merciful
Forlorn and weary our poet warrior retires to his chamber,
to reflect on the evening’s events and contemplate,
the deeper meanings of love, life and companionship.
His is a strange heart,
one that expounds soothing words, and,
poetic devices of mystical fragrance,
but for all the beauty of its words,
those words have yet to capture,
nay, enrapture the heart which he has been so sure,
had found him gazing upon in some Divine proximity.
How else could he have known that which he is yet to find?
But our fellow finds solace and comfort in knowing,
that the One from Whom such words are sent,
is also the One from Whom love of the greatest magnitude descends.
Now, in seeking that which is so pure as that which he seeks,
as that which he seeks,
which finds not refuge on earthly hallows,
he realises – love is not found, but finds…
and will find him one day,
truly, only, in the proximity of his Lord.
Until then a mystery,
that remains uncovered,
not a jewel, nor gem, nor priceless pearl, but bright,
hidden and well-guarded by sentinals of light,
might they then permit but one word,
to be carried from his reed pen to her heart.
And might the guardians of her heart permit but one word to enter,
And within its repository of truth,
its guardian and wordkeeper,
permit this one word to sit,
to come to a rest on that hallowed page entitled,
but yet to be filled,
with LOVE.
Mashallah very beautiful, so much captured in your words and written with much passion. May Allah SWT protect you and give you more wisdom to see through his wys Inshallah
Jazakala khairan and ameen to your dua.