Echoes

by Nader Khan As a blinding light you came to us, And just as suddenly you went away. The universe still resonates, With echoes of “Sall Allah ‘alaih”. O flash of light, in the flow of time, O sweet Medinan beloved of mine, I speak with you in broken words, With a broken heart, and…

Fes #3: Popular Song

In Morocco, they often turn their duas into poems. I remember asking a brother for dua before iftar and he and all around him broke out into a song. The song, as powerful as it is beautiful, becomes widespread amongst the people just as music does today. The result: thousands upon thousands of people across…

Madinah’s Gifts

I was given a gift; dates from the city of light. Instantly, the memories come flooding back: The blessed greeting The dazzling green dome The serenity of the court yard The echoes of the adhan The boundless generosity The sages at every corner The cries of every lover The play of innocent children The silent…

If my Lord asks me…

A man once came to Imam Ahmad bin Hanbal and asked him; “O Imam, what is your opinion on poetry?” He replied; “Which poetry is this?” to which the man responded by reciting the following couplets: إذا ما قال لي ربي اما استحييت تعصيني If my Lord asks me, “Have you (any) shyness in disobeying…

The Self

والنفس كالطفل إن تهملهُ شبَّ علــــى حب الرضاعِ وإن تفطمهُ ينفطــــم The self is like an infant; if you neglect its proper care, it will grow up still loving to suckle; But once you wean it, it will be weaned فاصرف هواها وحاذر أن توليــــــــــه إن الهوى ما تولى يصم أو يصـــــم So dismiss its…