Today I Remember

he came with prophecy
wrapped in the space
in his heart
where an angel
had removed malice
like a black seed
drawing back the velvet curtain
to reveal
prophecy
to reveal
destiny
to reveal
poetry
to submit

today I remember
the comfort
of warm stars
and crescent moons
that painted a desert canvas
he lead caravans in the night sky
with one message
one word
One

today I remember

on Sun dried
parchment
I recognize
a history
of struggles
of men and women
and angels
and prophets
in arabesque
drawing shivers
like the golden fire
exploding in Hira
to reveal
divinity
to reveal
identity
to reveal
the beginning

today I remember

and I would follow
in his shadow
if I could see only traces of it
and I would chase
pieces of it
before the wind
blew his footprints from the sand
I would memorize the lines
in this book between my hands
to remember
to submit
to something greater than myself
to something larger than the self
to run in the path
of the light he shown my way
for these are just some of the things
that I would say

if he were alive today

2 Comments

  • Submission is a wonderful thing… it makes us realise how utterly nothing we are… and how truly great we are… at the same time.

    I think it’s because Allah is One, He is everything that exists and doesn’t.

    Wasalaam.

    Muhammad.

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