Lyricizes

There are those that want God

and don’t need Him.

There are those that need God

and don’t want Him.

*”Ya Mawla, send prayers and peace always and forever Upon Your beloved, the best out of all of Creation.” –

They stoned you once
until your feet were shod in the blood
that was to be the balm for humankind.

And now they stone you again,
their trajectories more sinisterly misguided,
for they stumble blindly on your path.

*excerpt from Qasida Burdah by Imam al-Busiri

salty *dhikr

floods my face.

hands now too

heavy for sin.

shape them

into broken bowls

forgive me for

all I’ve been.

–

*remembrance of the Divine

In this game of

talking to God,

she is careful

to cover her toes

with the cloth

from her mother’s

jilbab.

Her hands pat

away at a tangled fringe

and away she goes;

Up

Down

Touch the ground.

Lips  pursed

in the swiss-swiss-swiss

of beautiful

sweet

pious

gibberish.

In this play of pray,

surely God loves best

the sincerity.