Fear of your presence.
Fear of my heart’s brittleness.
My words insufficient.
My actions wasted.
In this air of intoxicated love,
my language cannot explain;
Except the melody of my tears,
Except the trembling of my heart,
Except the molecules of my body- shaking and rushing,
With awe and excitement!
Oh our beloved Prophet (sa).
My words will fail, I can’t explain.
Seeing the land in your life,
Gives strength to your Ummah,
Words seem less today.
Translator of my heart seems mute today.
Encounter with you has made the dictionary of love insufficient.
Your sacrifices for me.
Your blood being shed for me.
Your pain ridden body for me.
Your long prayers for me.
Ummati, Ummati, Ummati!
Even before I opened my eyes.
Walking on the Earth, how should I pay thanks to you?
Except that I adorn myself with the Sunnah ornaments.
My heart is drenched in your love.
My soul will aspire for your intercession.
My brain will be dazzled by your beauty.
My eyes would yearn to see you.
And My Thirst?
Would remain unquenched for the drink you would offer the believers
And that will restore my heart and soul
One day – Insha’Allah!
Confessions of a Trembling Heart