Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Peace Be Upon Your Heart

Whenever I'm in pain or desperate
I call your name.
Whenever I shed tears,
I sigh,
and remember you crushed ribs.
Whenever I drink water,
I remember your thirst,
your pain,
and your patience.

I had wished to be with you in the day of Karbala
My ribs to be crushed not yours,
My head to be raised on top of the lance not yours,
My body to be trampled by the horses and hit 45 times by arrows, 33 times by spears and over 40 times by sword blows not yours.

I know you watch me and you know my name,
My heart and deeds.
With eyes filled of tears and a heart filled of shame,
Accept me Ya Hussein.

I know I'm nothing,
But all I ask for is to feel your blessed hand over my head,
And with my overflowing tears
I die and burry my heart, sighs and love next to you.

"If you seek salvation then visit Hussein,
For he guides the true one to the straight and narrow lane,
For the one kisses Hussein's dust,
His heart shall never ever rust,
For he has become so clean and pure,
As he has received Hussein's cure."
 ~ Sayed Ali Al- Mousawi

Thursday, May 23, 2013

“Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.” ― Rumi.