In Praise of the Prophet: "Love Sublime"

In the Name of God: the Infinitely Compassionate and Merciful Beloved Lord

I was blessed and honored to recite a brand new poem about the Prophet Muhammad (pbuh), "Love Sublime," at the Webb Foundation Grand Mawlid celebration on February 23, 2014.

You climb atop the Mount to call to God
Disgrace is shown by blood, who calls you "fraud"
You circle round His House, and you submit
But jeer and insult fly without remit

But yet you show a grace and love sublime
To bring the world His Mercy every time

You bow your head before the Lord on High
Yet, evil schemes are ever near and nigh
As head is with low with all humility
Their filth comes bare with all ignominy

But yet you show a grace and love sublime
To bring the world His Mercy every time

Your tears, they fall from pain and grief of loss
A sting that leaves a permanent emboss
Yet, enemy does not give you reprieve
He runs throughout to make you further grieve

But yet you show a grace and love sublime
To bring the world His Mercy every time

They never fail to show you guile and hate
Teeth bared with fury, and jeers never late
Yet when they safeguard gold, they know it's true
There's only one to choose, and that is you

For truly you show grace and love sublime
To bring the world His Mercy every time

They tried to snuff the light which God gave you
Hatched plan and plot to make their dreams come true
Yet never did succeed their evil schemes
For always does God's light shine forth and gleam

For truly you show grace and love sublime
To bring the world His Mercy every time

You sit below and feet are bleeding still
Your breath is fast, thugs laughing over hill
The Angel comes in power with strong hand
To crush the Town with word of your command

But yet you show a grace and love sublime
To bring the world His Mercy every time

Our Lord, our God, why did he have to go?
Ever since he left, our world is less aglow
How much do we so yearn to grasp his hand!
To get his love and strength, to help us stand!

Yet there cannot be blame on all our parts,
If Master cringed to stay from Lord apart.
Yet please, O Lord, forgive our deepest pain
That we cannot be quenched by his sweet rain

For truly do we need his love sublime
But after Love from Thee, Our Lord Divine!

As it always is, the Mawlid was truly an amazing experience. Although it is true that, to truly honor the Prophet, one should strive to live his or her life in accordance with his teachings and example, nevertheless, coming together to faithfully praise our beloved Messenger cannot be wrong. May the Lord our God bless us all to live in His Love and Happiness.

 

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