MY BELOVED

In what language have you not been praised in?

For in every millionth movement of this moment

Every continent contemplates

about the light that radiates from your face

Your greatness is a tale that time cannot translate

Your noble character is a jewel for which space could not find a place

And though space spread

And Time talked

neither could attain the full expression

of your perfection

Souls struck

by your benevolence pour out layers of love

Placing abstract dimensions in humanity’s palm

Proving that poetry was created

Precisely for your praise

And that all forms of praise to you

Are poetry inked in infinity

An action by the Absolute

And His angels

A personal invitation to the faithful

From The Supreme

What fault do you find in the lover’s adoration?

Let it be yours

Let me be!

For love is the language created to praise my beloved

Love is the explosive expression from my heart to Muhammad

Love's sacred salutations are upon him