Why shouldn’t I cling to You?

I was nothing and You made me.

A drop of fluidity, that I’m,

A substance by itself insignificant;

A simple matter of nothingness—,

By universal standards a nihility.

Miraculous then how

I am mentioned in heaven.

Angels and Higher beings employed

In my service, to aid

To guide these faltering steps.

When all the doors close down

And the sinner becomes the poor clown

Stares multiply

Taking themselves for Sky;

The Sheikhs, their frowns amplify

Loneliness graze the needy heart

And darkness the soul saturate

You let me in

You let me in.

The human in me an exemplar desired,

And Muhammad, the praised one,

Upon whom be peace,

Into my life came.

And like a mother my baby steps

How he cheered on

How he cheered on.

You let me in

You let me in.

He will remember you

Then you will remember Him.

O returner, Mercy has no boundary.

I falter by the second,

Need constant telling,

So You speak to me,

And to my unworthy plea,

I know You listen,

As though my clumsy babble were

Bejeweled with wisdom.

Despondency many a soul unsettled,

Like a specially dark winter

When the skeletons in their baldness

Like angry crows blacken the horizon.

Despondency many a soul unsettled,

Amazing when by the hand of God,

Like a fresh new dye with its brightness

A harbinger of hope, light and ease,

Joy from One Mighty, Kindness, Love

Without cease

Amazing how gratitude fills the void.

Why shouldn’t I cling to You?

.Safi Abdi, edited 2015