DATE: 06/06/2007 05:36:59 / MOOD: General
The voyage Home
Hashim bin Ambia
For too long, we have been adrift on the open sea.
Far, far away from home.
Unprepared, we are humiliated by these storms.
Our small boat, sails broken, a victim to the winds
Cross currents, too strong for our thin arms.
Waves, soaring higher than our humble hope.
Our heads, bowed even before defeat.
Our damning eyes, avoiding one anothers'
Our souls, as wild and sometimes as lonely as the open sea.
Let us cease to curse nature.
Abusing our lips, with one anothers' names.
Let us mend this broken boat,
this broken sail,
this broken soul.
Let us harness the wind.
Make use of the currents.
With faith and sweat, set sail to our land of the Qur'an and Sunnah.
Amidst this storm, let us begin the voyage home.
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DATE: 05/19/2007 08:56:57 / MOOD: Disapointed
HAD I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
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