Bismillah
Assalaamu ‘alaykum wa Rahmatullah
Dear sisters in Islaam:
All praise is due unto Allah Azza wa Jall, for having blessed us with the gift of sisterhood in our Deen.. Alhamdulillah, i love receiving feedback, beneficial knowledge & networking with other sisters:) This past weekend, i received a beautiful poem, entitled: Al-Qur’aan Al-Kareem from a dear sister & blog reader. Her words of encouragement & precious du’aas are most inspiring!

Inshaa Allah after you’ve read this lovely poem, you too, will be just as moved, inspired & encouraged about devoting yourself to the Qur’aan, as i was…For, as seekers of knowledge, we continuously require such motivation: not only during the process of memorising Al Qur’aan, but equally important – if not even more important – is that we require this support, the encouragement, a beneficial reminder, of how fortunate we are, to have been blessed with the beauty of the Qur’aan, Walhamdulillah! With heartfelt gratitude to our sister for contributing towards this post – baarakAllahu feeki:))
May Allah Ta’ala increase in our hearts the love, devotion & care for the Qur’aan: in our homes, minds, hearts & souls, aameen Yaa Rabb!
With love, for the Pleasure of Allah,
Rayhaanah
Al-Qur’an al-Kareem

I was left speechless

For my voice had been taken by the beauty of those words

Unable to believe my ears had not deceived me

Had it not been for the clear proofs therein

The light of which still burned in my heart

The power of which still trembled through my veins

The worth of which the diamonds of the heavens and the earth could never compare

For these were the words He Himself had declared and sent down

Through the wings of a messenger, O noble Jibra’il

Revealed in al-Hira to the one in the cave

The one who wept with love in the remembrance of his Lord

Who fell down in Ta’if, stoned and bleeding

Yet ever the mercy to mankind as he cried for his brothers, Beloved of Allah

Enrobed with the garment of the words he did recite

Shining brighter than a full moon, his face illuminated with Noor

Blazing with the words of His Lord Most High

Blazing with a heart of purity

Blazing with Rahma, Assalaatu alan-Nabi

Neither poetry nor falsehood but only a warning to those who take heed

Neither altered nor irrelevant ‘til the Day of Qiyamah draws forth

Its verses preserved in the minds of the Hufaaz, wet upon their tongues

Yet still ignored by others who know nothing of its magnitude

Left to gather dust high above a head that does not wish to see sense

Or eyes that in foolishness do not wish to see the curve of the letters as they form

Or ears that do not wish to hear the unbearable beauty of its lines

Or hearts that do not wish to be moved from their place with the strength of its love

Overcome by the power of the nafs and its desire to remain heedless

Even in the face of guidance, so that its lower whims may instead be satisfied

Yet ever craving more and more darkness with an appetite that can not be fulfilled

While all those who have witnessed the Qur’an will long for more

If they truly be of the ones who believe

For who is there than can create even one ayah to its likeness?

Who is there who has yet fulfilled the challenge of the Quran?

To test the challenge of Allah that He Himself sets forth for those who deny its truth?

For its coolness is a shade against the Fires of Jahannam,

And its strength is an intercession on the Day when it will be a saviour

For the one who used to recite and act upon the commands of his Lord most High

And on that Day the nights which kept him from sleep as he recited in salaah,

And the days that kept him in worship as he read from the Book of Allah

Will come as a testimony for him when all else shall fail

For his sacrifice in the name of Allah is never in vain.

From darkness to light its guidance draws forth

From despair to hope, its verses inspire

From heedlessness to clarity, it clears all doubts

Pondered by those who reflect and draw close

From sickness to health, its healing is truth

Etched in the hearts’, carved in the souls’

Limbs a living embodiment of all it contains and commands.

Each breath a pain when parted from its light

Each blink of an eye filled with tears despite

The sweetness of beauty removed from the gaze

‘Till once more it draws forth to lift from the haze

Vision no longer clouded, limbs no longer led astray

Guidance sought within its words, clear proofs as the light of day

For none can deny the message it brings

Its origin divine from the King of all Kings

Al-Qur’an al-Majeed, Al-Qur’an al-Kareem,

May it be its light shines as though from a dream

A dream called Firdous where we pray to dwell

In peace with al-Habib where no blemish can tell

Nor time end, nor beauty waste

Nor love diminish, nor need for haste

As this world shall end there it shall never be so

An eternal reward from the treasures of Allah…

For therein lie gardens with rivers that flow

Reclining on couches and eating of fruits near at hand

In palaces of gold or silver and innumerable wealth

With land lush and green and houris fair and beautiful;

But what of this when the dwellers of Firdous are with the one they love

Ya Habib Allah, Ya Rusool Allah (s.a.w)?

For is it not said to the companion of the Qur’an,

Recite and rise in status! Recite as you used to recite in the world,

For your status will be at the last verse you recite?

Honoured is he whose heart is an abode for the words of His Lord,

Whose tongue is a vessel by which to say as He has revealed,

Whose limbs are but a means of commanding the good and forbidding the evil,

And whose night is spent in the recitation of its glorified verses,

For while others sleep the lover of Quran is with his Beloved, (s.w.t) ever pondering

Ever pondering the ayahs of his Lord Most High.

So go back, O believer! O slave of the Almighty!

Turn not away from His path, His path of Guidance!

Turn not away from His Book, the Mother of all Books!

For verily it is the final revelation to all mankind and jinn,

The noblest of Books, uncorrupted, unaltered, pure and protected

The Word of Allah Most High, delivered on the wings of an angel

O noble Jibra’il! To the one in the cave, the cave of al-Hira,

The Messenger of God, Sayyidinah Muhammad (s.a.w)…

So send peace and blessing on our Messenger
Allahumma Salli wa sallim wa baarik alaih.
La illaha ilalla Muhammadur Rasulullah salallahu alaihi wa sallim

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