I may be cynical when I say that very rarely is the beloved more than a shaping spirit for the lover’s dreams. And perhaps such a thing is enough. To be a muse may be enough. The pain is when the dreams change, as they do, as they must. Suddenly the enchanted city fades and you are left alone again in the windy desert. As for your beloved, she didn’t understand you. The truth is, you never understood yourself.
(Source: thesarahkane, via allahthemerciful)
(via allahthemerciful)
I think people are often quite unaware of their inner selves, their other selves, their imaginative selves, the selves that aren’t on show in the world. It’s something you grow out of from childhood onwards, losing possession of yourself, really. I think literature is one of the best ways back into that. You are hypnotized as soon as you get into a book that particularly works for you, whether it’s fiction or a poem. You find that your defenses drop, and as soon as that happens, an imaginative reality can take over because you are no longer censoring your own perceptions, your own awareness of the world.
Repentance.
إذا ما قال لي ربي .. أما استحييت تعصيني
وتخفي الذنب عن خلقي .. وبالعصيان تأتيني
If my Lord asks me
“Have you no shame in disobeying me?
You hide your faults from my creation
yet full of sin you come to Me”
فكيف أجيب يا ويحي .. ومن ذا سوف يحميني
So what will I answer? O’ Woe to me,
and who shall protect me do you see?
أسلي النفس بالآمال .. من حين إلى حين
I keep forestalling my soul
with thoughts of hope from time to time
وأنسى ما وراء الموت .. ماذا بعد تكفيني
And forgetting what is to come after death,
and after I am warped in the sheets of the dead
كاني قد ضمنت العيش .. ليس الموت يأتيني
As if I have guaranteed living forever,
and that death will not overcome me
وجاءت سكرة الموت الشديدة من سيحميني
Then the harsh drunkenness of death overtakes me,
who now will be able to protect me?
نظرت إلى الوجوه أليس منهم من سيفديني
I looked at the faces, is there not from amongst them
who will ransom me?
سأسأل ما الذي قدمت في دنياي ينجيني
I will be asked
what have I put forth in my life to save myself
فكيف إجابتي من بعد ما فرطت في ديني
So what will I answer,
after I’ve been neglectful regarding my Deen
ويا ويحي ألم أسمع كلام الله يدعوني
O’ woe to me, did I not hear the
Speech of Allah calling out to me??
ألم أسمع لما قد جاء في ق و يس
Did I not hear what has come in Qaaf’n, wa Yaseen’i
ألم أسمع بيوم الحشر يوم الجمع والدين
Did i not hear of the day the crowds will be summoned,
the day we will be collected, and the day of al-Deen’i
ألم أسمع منادي الموت يدعوني يناديني
Did I not hear the caller of death
calling me; seeking me
فيا رباه عبد تائب من ذا سيؤويه
O my lord a slave to you I come repenting,
who than shall grant me shelter?
سوى رب غفور واسع للحق يهديني
Other than an oft-forgiving Lord,
to the truth he will guide me
أتيت إليك فارحمني وثقل في موازيني
I have come to you, so have mercy on me,
and make heavy my weights
وخفف في جزائي أنت أرجى من يجازيني
And lighten my reckoning you are the best
of who will bring me to reckoning.
(Source: itsanothertequillasunrise)
When I speak, my every word speaks of You. And when silent, silently I ache for You.
