


THUS…..
Thus spoke the worm to the bug
the once-seeing-blinking sapphire beads are mine.
so the latter in a bug rhythm scuttled to the traces that remained of ostrich fat peppermint gel and almond oil
tinctures rubbed over sagging wrinkly skin
attempting relief from an end as inevitable as
the scorching sun pulverizing rocks to crystal sand
and a humming wind stooping to scatter dust where it was destined
only to be hit by feathers from the very same ostrich who donated the fat
in the hands of one so far from
ripening bananas oozing rubber lush tropical exuberance and salty waves
that would instantly be sweet by one drop from a wide-eyed Damsel
all lost in adoration as they perpetually hymn HIS NAMES
THUS….
street gangs hide under offensive billowing puffs
cavorting as if the breath was distributed free
plucking the world their instrument
haunting beating chanting clapping
jangling the pearls that are still shining lustrous threads weaving
layer upon layer of gossamer
draping pure essence of sanity drops
on all who call from wherever they may be
in this inconspicuous chiaroscuro
mimic of art long ago
when marriage was nectar
and separation more ugly than flesh spewed after futile blasts
on lands inhabited by ones who have forgotten they have forgotten they have forgotten
they have forgotten
the Wisdom revealed
THUS…..
may chimes of remembrance hurtle through the magnetosphere and exosphere and all other mysterious twirling ospheres
of an ever expanding inflated balloon-like tiara
across embroidered domains of orbits orbs comets and blazing sparks deflecting the devils auditory mechanisms
this tiny blimp carries a priceless cargo of
musical reflections of diamond rainbows
coloured tribes and nations
floating with intermittent glances upon the Manual scribed beyond space and time by a ruby encrusted Pen
that once wrote THE NAME that signaled the beginning of the beginning of the road to eternity
and sparked the cherished love flame that burns and binds
all together
THUS….
sang the ant to the bee and the bee to the elephant and the elephant to the date and the date to the river and the river to the blossom and the blossom to the hoopoe and and and
you to me and me to you
and us to us
and us to them and them to others
until the entire creation swoons in a swaying ecstatic ripple
S-U-B-H-A-N-A-L-L-A-H S-U-B-H-A-N-A-L-L-A-H S-U-B-H-A-N-A-L-L-A-H
THUS…
where are you going ya unique and precious one
a heart dripping ambrosia from the One
a soul yearning for a destination embellished and emblazoned
with HIM Jala Jalaalahu
and HIS SallAllahu alaihi wasllam?
All good is from Allah Ta’ala whereas mistakes are from this humble speck. May Allah Ta’ala Bless all readers, bringing you all closer to Him and His Rasul SallAllahu alaihi wasallam. May He accept our humble efforts and grant us the capacity to be good and do good. Ameen.


Assalamu alaikum,
I have had to read the above poem a few times to actually get it and I think I am slowly “getting it”.It is beautiful though even if I don’t completely get it .It keeps begging me to come back and read it and sit and ponder again and again over the shades of meaning.
Ya Allah !Maybe a commentry??
Wassalam
Comment by umm yusuf — November 11, 2007 @ 6:07 am
Assalamu alaikum Dear Umm Yusuf,
intended to ‘decrypt’ this abstract Thus…for you….Insha’Allah on the morro….run out of puff for today
Wassalamu alaikum
almiskeenah
Comment by almiskeenah — November 11, 2007 @ 11:57 pm