All MightyGrant me authority.

All MightyGrant me authority.

My craft is to travel on the sea light

Do not amend my attention to others,

but you,My head,

brain and acumenShall be acquiescent to you.

I pray to you.
I shall not desire depending upon the will of another.

Where doubtful and uncertainty

You are compassionate.

I pray to you.

I have no accusation but am grateful to you.

Me and my life,

the gifts you manifest.

I pray to you.

Advice on Friends!

Advice on Friends!

A real friend wishes his companions well,

He's not one who allows them to get close to hell,

Always be careful of the friends you Choose,

So, in the end, Jannah you will not lose,

If you find your companion is not stopping your wrong,

then, be weary, his friendship is not strong.

If you see the pattern made,

that when you are under your friend's shade,

Your Imaan begins to fade,Leave the worthless creation,

make friends with Allah,

Surely that is a high station!.

A dervish who had knowledge of our present situation,

Once told his students the following dictation,

"The meeting of people will never enrich you,

save with the gibberish of useless gossip.

So diminish your meeting with people,

except for knowledge or to improve your condition"

~In The Name of Allah, the Gracious, the Merciful~

"In The Name of Allah, the Gracious, the Merciful"

All Praise be to the one who Created us;

There are some who make His existence a fuss;

Those who disbelieve in Him, they are in Loss;

In this life we have a test;

The question: whose fear of Allah is the best?

To worship him is our quest.

Time and Time again we are faced with situations;

In which we must make tough decisions;

Fools are we, we think we're so smart;

shaytan attacks us with many ideas like darts;

According to him, we plan and chart;

Not knowing that he is poisoning our hearts;

The time comes when we realize the mistake in our Parts;

One last chance!, for some the tauba starts;

Even still, some don't ask of His Forgiveness;

They don't realize that they're in a big mess;

Never do they ask of Allah's Mercy;

They have eyes, but can they really see?;

There are also the righteous however;

Forget to ask Allah?, NEVER!;

They ask Allah in every endeavor;

To help them as part of His Favor;

Then, even if they are affected by Shaytans call;

They are not hurt by the hard fall;

They quickly get back up, standing tall;

Racing to gain forgiveness from The Merciful;

Allah promised to answer the caller's call;

Take a lesson from the fitra of the child;

With the lesson of walking they are trialed;

Yes, they do fall, but they are not beguiled;

They get back up and take a step;

Maybe again they accidentally trip;

But they stand up again and get a grip;

More and more steps take place;

Before you realize it, they are walking with so much grace;

An example for us, as we grow in our age and Deen;

Like the baby, hard challenges we have seen;

As the baby walks with so much grace;

We should also pick up our pace;

We are travelers, there is no question;

To Allah is our ultimate destination!

May the Prayers and blessings of Allah be on His beloved;

and on the companions who prayed and strived;

That the Deen of Allah might be carried on to those who came later;

On high thrones will they be raised in the hereafter;

True Knowledge

True Knowledge

There is no knowledge

except that taken from Allah,

for He alone is the Knower...

the prophets,

in spite of their great number

and the long periods of time which separate them,

had no disagreement in knowledge of Allah,

since they took it from Allah.

Allah

Allah

"The Breath of the All-Merciful has no

basis in other than the All-Merciful...I

ts stopping-place is the Yaman of the creatures

and It is neither spirit nor body.

It has no limit to define It

yet It is what is (always) sought,

the Sempiternal (al-matlub as-Samad)

For all the creatures are seeking It

though none of them can possess it

Unique, no one is like It

alone in the Perfection of Its description."

When Fatima Cried

Sayeda Fatimah Al-Zahra (AS)

When Fatima Cried

By Noor E Zahra.

When Fatima cried

the earth did shake

the mountains moved

the dead did wake

When Fatima cried

the leaves fell down

the sun forgot

the moon did frown

When Fatima cried

the rivers over

flowedthe grass turned brown

the stars did not show

When Fatima criede

very heart did break

for her tears were more

than we could take

When Fatima cried

the sky did fall

the wind did stop

the darkness did call

But Fatima cried

on and ontears of sorrow

tears of paintears of heart

achecovered by rain

For when Fatima cried

the earth shed blood

the wind howled

and the rivers did flood

The Tragedy of Karbala

The Tragedy of Karbala

True Submission

By: Sahar Hussain

On the peak of an arid mountain,

bordering the valley of love

stood Ibrahim Khalil Allah;

an ardent devotee of God,

submitting to His eminent will.

" Father ", his youth whispered,

" proceed and fulfill what is asked of you,

for truly Allah is with the patient.

" After an eyeful at his young prince,

he faced the heavens and cried a whisper

as though asking his Lord

to fill his bosom with endurance.

A painful sigh escaped his heart,

as he sharpened the knife With eyes filled with tears,

Ibrahim laid his beloved in prostration

with his forehead facing the soil

" Father ", a second whisper,

" Look afar from me,

whilst you run the knife against my throat .

" Ibrahim directed the knife towards his neck,

cutting right across the vein

When Allah called upon him ...

" Oh Ibrahim you have fulfilled the dream,

and are among the righteous ones.

" The vision fades ...

Ali Akbar - a second Ismail;

lying motionless on a scorching sand dune,

with his face smeared in blood.

His weak eyes searching for his father,

as Hussain rushes towards the field.

Why does the distance separating him and his Ali,

seem so bitterly long?

The sight of his youth drowning in blood,

with a spear penetrating his heart,

made Hussain fall on his knees.

Hussain rubbed his palms on Akbar's chest,

where the blood gushed in force

whispering to his darling son;

" My Ali, Oh light of my eyes,

my grand father Muhammad (s.a.w)

shall come and receive you drink from the bowl

which he holds in his hand and quench your thirst.

" Hussain prostrated on the soil of Kerbala,

in submission and humility,

he glorified his Lord,

for accepting his sacrifice.

Allah then reveals at Kerbala ...

O the contented soul! Return towards your Lord,

you being pleased with Him,

and He pleased with you!