The Awakening

Oh my beautiful Lord...
What a beautiful world you have created

What beautiful sounds you have created
What beautiful words you have taught us

What beautiful sceneries you have painted
Oh my beautiful shaper,
What beautiful faces you have shaped

What beautiful fragrances you have created
What intense feelings you have blesswd us with

What beautiful skies you have painted
What beautiful phases of life you have gifted
What beautiful relations you have bestowed us with

What beautiful hearts you have created
Oh my beautiful Creator,
What beautiful creation you have created

In the lonliness, in the congregation
What a bond with me, what a bond with us; You have bonded

In the fastness of time, in the slowness of the Hour
You have awaken us, You will awaken us again

Thr awakening to Your presence
The awakening to Your Divinity
The awakening to Your existence
The awakening of Your persistence
The awakening of my existence
The awakening of my submission

Oh my beautiful Allah
Oh the creator of beauty
Oh the One who loves beauty
Oh the One who loves
Oh the One who is love
Oh the One
Oh the One and Only

There is no one but You
There is no god but You
There is only You
And I am here because of You

Sometimes

              'Jeet jeet ke zindagi guzari
                   Hun tu haar faqeera'

Although the streets of Sydney have taught me more about life than any other place, it's the lap of Queensland that makes me unwind. This is my third visit. Everytime, I never planned to come here. So how come every time I end up here? Destiny at its best.

Sitting under the hide and seek game that the clouds are playing with the beautiful moon of Shabaan. The soft sound of the tree branches as they are tenderly touched by the light breeze. I can only imagine how heaven will be like.

I swear to God I never planned this life. He chose it for me. And asked me to act. I act confident and assured,  but no one knows my shortcomings like He does. Although I have travelled a long distance,  I am still a long way to go.

I used to think I deserve all this. But then when I meet people who are way better than me, in one way or the other, it only humbles me and makes me realize that this is His genorisity more than my performance.

Subhan Allah just being alive and witnessing this amazing world is a blessing. It's not easy for me to define myself according to this identity or that category. I've been everybody and I've been nobody. Sometimes I feel like I've seen everything, only to be surprised by what comes next.

Although there are great learnings in gatherings,  there is greater wisdom in the gathering of the self to the soul. The rhythms of this song seem to be perfectly in sync with the flow of blood in my veins. I wonder what You think of me up there sitting on your throne all the way above the seven heavens.

I tried my best to crack the code of life. But honestly you might increase your knowledge but you cannot graduate in it. Different experiences lead to different specialisations. Sometimes I wanna stay on the surface, sometimes I wanna dive deeper. Sometimes I wanna look in the mirror and question, who is this creature.

I wish I could be true to myself. I keep shying away from my reality. Sometimes I'm like water, I blend in. Sometimes, my fire is diverted within. The philosophy of balance is yet to be practiced. I'm waiting for the shining star to finally shine. Sometimes I feel like the grains of time are slipping out of my hands.

I see that after all I've done,  all eyes are on me now. People waiting for my next move. They think that I have the luxury to choose. I raise my hands and ask for assistance. Because only He gives me the power to move.