Allah is One...

A world behind

Is it me?

Or memories obstructing?

I see it

But the picture behind

But the colours I’m blind to.

Me has a companion

But I is lonely

It is I then Me.

I never walk

But destinations embrace.

My Rabb is beyond greatness.

My thoughts cling unto the rope

So every deviation is noticed

I speak but ponder over the former

It’s all in five

But made in six

Remember Ar-Rahman

Then in seven

Above and below

We are arranged.

For the end isn’t Qiyama

But when you see the first angel

Then the two and you the third,

Till Qiyama when assembled in three:

Those nearest,

Then the right and the left.

Just ten were promised

But we believe then hope

For Allah’s promise is true.

The beginning was odd.

So is the end.

Allah is one...



written on the 25th of May, 2010.