Islam began as a stranger and it will return to being a stranger as it once was. Therefore, blessed are the strangers who remain virtuous when everyone else becomes corrupt.
“O God, suffice Thou me with what is lawful, to keep me away from what is prohibited, and with Thy grace make me free from want of what is besides Thee.”
Surely man transgresses when he deems himself independent.
…like the desert palm: rooted in Africa, watered by Islam and rustled by the winds of Europe.
I envy the sand that met his feet
I’m jealous of honey he tasted sweet.
Majnun would stare at the full moon.
When asked why, he replied: maybe Layla might look, too, and our glances meet.
Every moment is tailor made. My nafs is the only thing that doesn’t seem to fit.
Loving the Prophet is the quickest way to Allah
Our five senses are like five doors opening on the external world; but, more wonderful than this, our heart has a window that opens on the unseen world of spirit.
In the state of sleep, when the avenues of the senses are dosed, this window is opened, and we receive impressions from the unseen world and sometimes foreshadowings of the future.
Our hearts are like a mirror that reflects what is pictured in the Tablet of Fate. But, even in sleep, thoughts of worldly things dull this mirror, so that the impressions it receives are not clear. After death, however, such thoughts vanish, and things are seen in their naked reality.
People travel to wonder at the height of mountains, at the huge waves of the sea, at the long courses of the river, at the vast compass of the ocean, at the circular motion of the stars, and they pass by themselves without wondering.
If any of you finds himself desiring water, let him wait a little—not because there is any harm in drinking water, but simply to discipline the ego and not accustom it to getting what it desires quickly.
Be a true servant, pass back the reins to divine command.
