On Judgement Day my angel was sewing,
the quilt of Life.
Tattered and torn
Filled with giant holes,
Ragged pieces of cloth threadbare
empty like binding air.
Tears welled up in eyes.
Other tapestries were filled with colour
and the hues of worldly fortune.
But mine was threadbare.
Finally the Time came,
the scrutiny of Truth.
Each life to be displayed.
Angel nodded for me to rise,
gaze dropped to the ground in shame.
No earthly fortunes to show
only love and laughter.
Lots of trials and temptations to quit.
Often been held up to ridicule, humiliation, enduring painfully.
Offering to Him in hope that,
I would not melt beneath the judgemental gaze,
who unfairly judged me
Slowly lifted up the quilt,
an awe filled gasp filled the air.
Light flooded the many holes,
and became the face of my Beloved.
He said, "each point of Light in your quilt,
shows when you stepped aside,
and let Me shine through
Until there was more of Me than there was of you."
May all our quilts be threadbare and worn,
to shine our Beloved's face ever more.
dedicated to my beloved son--aubhi...
Shree
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10 comments:
Its beautiful. Really, really good.Your poetry has come of age.
O my God, this is really an amazing and beautiful poem, it gave me goose bumps :)) May your quilt always be threadbare.
Ya Haqq!
Shree..So wonderful and profound ..and such magically weaved words..beautiful
khub valo legeche .
jedin khela sesh hobe mor, ami kothay roibo tokhon. kemon kore chibo ami provur pane.
love it.
extra ordinarily beautiful.
aubhi babu ki joy!
NAKSHI KANTHA
Nakshi kantha bunechhi ami
Kato ranger suto
Lal, neel, holud, sobuj
Sab rang diye
Pratidin sarajiban
Gariber kantha tho
Roye jai anek futo
Kakhono sutor abhab
Kakhono indur diye jai kete
Onyora kato nana ranger
Kantha bunechhe; tate
Lagiyechhe bitta ar baibhaber tali
Sagarbe dekhachhe take
Tader jibanbhar karmakando
Marame more acchi ami
Dekhabar mato nei tho kichhu
Ekta futo fata kantha chhara
Ja sara jibaner sanchai
Tai dekhalam
Smita heshe tini bollen
Bhaggish chhilo ei futogulo
Param mamatai ami chhuyechhi tomai
Jatobar bhalobeshechho tumi amai
Dedicated to Shree with my acknowkedgements for the beautiful idea
Hu!
"May all our quilts be threadbare and worn,
to shine our Beloved's face ever more.
" How beautifully put to words the essence of what we as seekers of One Love, the Beloved One, and the everlasting Loveabode, silently chant in our hearts. Dear sister in One Faith "Love"! May our Lord Al-Loving Allah grant you and all of us more and more tender proximity to His Evershining Presence and Everlasting Love and Bliss....
Haqq!
Eid Mubarak to you and your family :) May Allah bless you and ever increase your love and wisdom. Ameen.
Ya Haqq!
That a thread-bare quilt is craved . . . I believe we can all take a few lessons and emerge better men after reading this.
Way to go, chhotomami!
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