Monday, February 1, 2010

Sunset Saga

Beauty
I was walking on that river....that beautiful river...at sunset...the last rays of the sun touching smoothly the surface of the water....birds saluting the sun by their singing harmony...clouds are not white any more....they are grey blocking the sun and letting the last rays to survive

Then I realized that this image so resembles something I have always lived with....something I have always tried to unveil its secrets...something I have always tried restraint its desire...something that you always need to live yet you always fight it....It is my soul...

I felt that this picture that Allah painted with his creatures resembles so much that thing that He decided not to inform us about yet it is inside us...as if He wanted us to always know how incomplete our mind is that it can't even analyze what is operating it....

These clouds....that was once white and bright...now it is dark...fighting the light that wants to survive....exactly as my soul when it begins dragging me into dark thoughts....dragging me into sadness and madness....dragging me into frustration from just bearing these ideas in my mind...but out there....behind the clouds...there is that ray of light...coming from the pure instinct that our Creator put it in every person....in criminals and in saints.....in young and in old....in men and in women.....that pure instinct is what always remind you that there is a way...a way out of the darkness.....a way that you should search around to find......

Then that ray.....falls down on the wavy surface of the water....as if it is guiding you there....guiding you to the unknown destiny...guiding you to what is below that calm surface...exactly as when your instinct guide you to something without a reason....something that most of the time you don't know what is behind it.... what is below it...but magically you know that this is the way.....this is the right way that you would choose to go to......it is like a moment where you see the future with your heart.......

Then I hear that beautiful song....that beautiful music that don't use instruments....that beautiful sound that gives you illogical hope.....hope that all of these beauty was there for a reason.....our Creator didn't choose to teach birds to sing at sunset just for them to folk and go home....our Creator made these birds arrange that inspiring symphony to let us know that despite of that darkness you will see...a new day still there to come....new day still there for us to choose....new day for us to know and love....

these songs are exactly like the small things that you see around you ,when your soul is dark, that reminds you of the beauty of the light.....these small gestures of the universe telling you that everything is created for you.....and yet you are not happy.....telling you that Allah have given you these eyes that can see these magnificent paintings of the nature just to make you feel happy...telling you that Allah gave you ears to listen to these wonderful words and sounds that make you feel happy....telling you that Allah , however darkness you can see in your life , have chosen you over all his creations.....to give you the greatest thing He made....to give you intellect...

if you can't feel happy with all of that.......if all of that can't give you hope that that Creator will never let you down...if all of that can't make you know that whatever darkness you are in...He will always lead you to the way of light.......then who else in the universe will know that............

Now the clouds are getting darker...the light is fading and the birds songs are moving farther....and I am still looking to the calm surface of the water....that feels more mysterious.....should I follow my heart? should I believe in my destiny? should I know that whatever down there......is the best thing since that what Allah chose for me..........or just wait until it's all dark and I can't even find my way to my destiny..........

W..


Tuesday, January 26, 2010

بلا صدي

ضحكت بأعلي صوتي في الفضا...ولكن لم اسمع لصوتي صدي
فجلجلت بأعلي ما يُبدي سعادتي...ولكن ضاعت الضحكات سدي
فنظرت حولي لعلني أجد ضييًا.......يرشدي في هذا الليل الأسودَ
ولكني وجدت النجوم قد هجرت.....تلك السماءمن زمن بلا غدي

و ذبلت أزهار الربيع في طينها....و جفت نهور الحياة من نبعها
و رحلت الشمس في الأمس البعيد.......حتي نُسي وقت شروقها
و قتلت أحلام عشت لها دوماُ.............فلا معني لحياتي بدونها
و دموعي جفت في مقلتي ......فضعفت عيناي من الدموع عليها

أنا كل حق تركه أهله يوما...............فبات ضائعاً منتهكاً ذليلا
أنا كل أرض عذبت و..................أخذت ولم تجد لأهلها كفيلا
أنا كل طفل رضيع بكي ......................علي صدر أمه القتيله
أنا كل دماء من قتل غدراُ.......................ولم يجد لثأره وكيلا
أنا كل ظلام أعمي القلوب..............وبات يحلم أن يضاء قنديلا

فكيف اضحك و أن ضحكت..............فمن يردد عني ضحكاتي
فتلك الصخور و الجبال تزلزلت........من هول صوت صرخاتي
و ما أهتز فؤاد واحد أو...................زفرت دمعة عطفاً لأهاتي

W..

Sunday, January 24, 2010

الحب زي النجوم

الحب زي النجوم
بيورينا الطريق
و لما تزيد الهموم
بيكون لينا صديق

الحب زي الطيور
يوم معاك و يوم مهاجر
غناه ضحك و سرور
و مهما غاب لسه فاكر

الحب زي النسيم
بيلمسك لمسة حنان
يعطر الجرح القديم
مهما طال عليه الزمان

الحب زي الحكايه
بتعيش معها بشوق
بتخاف لتيجي النهايه
و تتنسي ويا الشروق

الحب زي الدموع
بيخفف عنا الأسيه
و يكسر كل الدروع
يبين ضعف الأنسانيه

الحب هو الحياه
هو الظلام و النور
بتضحي بنفسك فداه
مهما ملاك الغرور

W..

Friday, January 22, 2010

E PLURIBUS UNUM

Science......
From the first day man came to earth....exploring around..he tried to use the knowledge Allah gave him to find out everything about his new home.....
It was really not that great with respect to Paradise....things are not available that easy...no delicious food from every kind....no rivers of honey and milk....no shadows that always there...and the worst thing....he can't see God's face.......
Then man has only one idea in his mind....."I can't live in that place after I have seen Paradise.I must work and find out how to turn this place to temporary paradise."
From that moment on he begin thinking how to control things around him....how to develop systems that obey his command... first he made a hatchet to use it to change the shape of things to what he wants...then found fire to eat with the taste he want....and built houses to live the way he wants...
As time passes as he became more aware of his surroundings..he could control everything...even wildest beasts and strongest storms....since he couldn't see God's face any more as he used to do in paradise...he begin to forget why he was on earth...
Days passed and the ego inside the man began to grow thinking that he is the only creature that can control others...thinking he was god...
But Allah knew that his creation will forget....Allah knew that the marvelous creation of his "the mind" will make the human arrogant...but He was merciful and never punished before sending a warning....He began sending prophets reminding people of what had happened...reminding people of their purpose of life....telling them of God and how He created for them the paradise...and how He is waiting for them to come back...
Throughout the history of mankind was the struggle between science that human made and knowledge that God wanted people to have.....human thinks that he doesn't need to worship because he has his mind and can make whatever he wants.....but again he forgot Who gave him this mind and does his mind give him the power to be as his Creator?

Can his mind make him create the very tiny atom has the same structure as the very large solar system......Can his mind make him able to destroy diseases that kills his kind every day?...Can his mind make him not die?...Can his mind make him even not go and dispose every now and then?

But his mind was so arrogant that it began confusing him.....it began creating lies....and dissolving it with truth.....It began telling him once there is no god....then there are many gods choose who ever you like...then finally he began telling maybe there is god or maybe not...but what the difference it makes to you.........

But the soul deeply inside us...that pure part that has never been stained by the lies...that part is connected to God and it is the part of Him that we carry....always try to make us see the truth...it is around us calling us to believe....

Could the human body be that sophisticated and self repairing without a God creating it?
Could the trees and plants just grow with sun and drops of water without a God that planed that?
Could animals have that very precise ecosystem that makes every single animal has a place in a long chain without a God creating that system?
Could a book like Quran be there for 1400 year without being forged without a God taking care of His own word?

you can see Allah in every small detail of life...in your body...in your dreams...in the sky...in the birds...if there wasn't a manager for all these very different things they will never been able to live in one place.......and yet how different these things are they look like a poem so brilliant that it every word it has is from different language but yet it makes the perfect rhythm.....

Just look to the many things around you...try to connect it all...and finally you will find...it is all one...it is all under the same rules...they all obey what Their Creator have made them to do...except the human being......once he got the choice he forgot the truth....

Out of the many , One...................E PLURIBUS UNIM

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

قوتي و ضعفي

هل الحب قوة تحرك الأمال
و تجعلك تحيل الجبال رمال
و يهون في عينيك كل المحال
لأنك قد ملكت أسرار الجمال

ام الحب ضعف يهز الرجال
و يجعل العقول تته في الضلال
و تصيب القلوب بأزمن العلال
فلا تري السعادة إلا من خلال
بسمة تضيء ظلمة الظلال
و تصبح غيبتها تفوق الاحتمال
و من غير نغمها لا راحة لبال
و لرضي عينيها تجوب الفلال

فان حبي قوتي عند القتال
و دافعي لخوض سبل المنال

و حبي ضعفي عند الأمتثال
لنظرة عين أميرة الاحتلال
احتلت قلبي من غير سؤال

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Mind Confesses

I, the best creation of the Creator , the ultimate tool of creativity , the key to every little and big things , the only way of advancement, I ,the human mind , I who created the enormous buildings that tease the clouds , I who created robots to serve my bearer, who created technology to complete my deficiencies.....I who made my bearer go into seas ,fly into skies , reach for the stars...I who made him dream....who made him work for just a thought I create....I who made wars and peace...made societies...languages....

I am the perfect creation that without me no life of my bearer could have been possible...It is me who gave him everything he have....

I ,the human mind, as arrogant as I am....as perfect as I believe I am... as crucial to all this life as I am...

I confess...............that after all of what I made to my bearer....after all what I taught him to do...to create...he just ignore everything I tells him when it comes to that mad thing inside his chest...that piece of blood that have magical powers to convince him forgot everything he learned...to give everything he own....to someone else......convince him to break all logic I have been creating through all his life...convince him to give up ....surrender...stop listening to me....

I hate that..........but since my logic is undeniable.......I can't lie....
I have to confess.........I maybe the reason for this bearer to live this wonderful life....but I am not the reason why he live it...

I ,the human mind , with all my powers on.....I announce that I have surrendered to the loving heart.....may Allah be with him............

W..