Praise To the Lord
The One who Loves unconditional
Imparts and takes by His Will
Who baptizes his Beloved in the rapids
By the banks of the River Styx.
Praise to God Above
And who would want another?
He who does not get jealous of
His Beloved's infatuated infidelity
But gently shepherds him back.
Loving You is so difficult
Sometimes You hurt me so bad
Sometimes You fall silent when I'm lost
Testing Love to its infinite limits
Praise be Your Mysterious Ways.
Praise Be To God, Hallelujah
What difference is it to the Creator
When His servants call for His Mercy
His Light, His Love, His Sucour
Smitten by another sword-blow.
Praise be to Him who delivers
The faithful from the depths of the darkness into the light
The unfaithful from the depths of the light into the darkness
Who held open the door for Bani Israel
And closed it for Pharoah and his cohorts.
Everything must die but the Almighty, and every hardship is His way of bringing people closer to Him beyond the grasp of Death.
"He causes the night to pass into day, and causes the day to pass into the night, and He knows all that is hidden in the hearts" - Quran 57:6
I wrote this on a bumpy train ride listening to "Coming Back To You" by Leonard Cohen. The poem is inspired by the story of Reverend George Matheson and his hymn, "O Love That Wilt Not Let Me Go". Most of the poem is also inspired by Sufi poetry; the fourth and fifth stanza reference verses and stories from the Quran.
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