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ANOTHER ODE TO MY BELOVED
How these weather changes
Like untrustworthy friends
Affect our plans
And how tiny we become
In our own sight
Within a matter of minutes
As God's natural changes
Show us the true image
Of our often overly magnified sizes
Of forms, egos and pride.
We cannot ever compare
With the Incomparable One
We who come into the wombs
Of our mothers as invisible zygotes
Formed by even greatly invisible
Sperms and eggs of a man and a woman
Fused to become a living cell
In the climatic voluptuousness
Of physical entwining!
And when we fade away
With the passing of the years
And become non-visible again
What importance is there to justify
All our braggings of being something
When in fact we are nothing.
At least the dark clouds and lightning
Cackle, flash and thunder
To pour down rain water
And replenish a thirsty earth.
What does the love-making that ends up
In forming a living cell that becomes us
Gradually and eventually
Ever have to offer to the needy?
We come out of the womb
Wailing and crying
As if we are being forced to come
And exist as we often exist
Without any great purpose in life
Or in living.
We come out helplessly seeking
A breath of life in our dirty unwashed forms
As if we are but accidental creations
Of a loveless unison
Created by sexually craving opposite bodies!
And yet we bawl out louder and louder
As we grow and younger and prouder
Famous often and notorious most often
Saying we are greater and beyond compare
Ha!
We cannot even be as sparkling and shiny
As a pure drop of a rain drizzle!
We cannot even move with the mighty winds
And become tempests and storms!
We -- the nothing at all
Proudly lie to ourselves
By proclaiming that we are the greatest of all.
Ha-ha-ha!
Laugh do I at my own unworthiness
And at the invisible microscopical entity
Of the sperm and egg that unite to form me
Into a human being
In the womb of the woman
Whose every movement is ruled as ordained
By the One Lord God
The Alive, the Eternal,
The One Whom sleep does not humble
Nor tiredness numb
His immeasurable strength.
The unseen Light of the universe
Is the One whom I regard as the Greatest.
Yes He is so
Undisputably so.
Undeniably so.
The Lord God of the whole universe.
And I owe everything I appear to be
In the sight of those who praise and admire me
And also love me
To my most merciful, loving God Almighty
Whom I love to call Allah.
He is the Greatest
And I who have already proved above
My nothingness
Take loving pride
In proclaiming His greatness
As the weather changes
Like an unpredictable friend
And makes my beloved woman
Look fairer and fairer
In the repainted scenery of nature
Which shines forth on the canvas
Of the dark clouds and lightning
As the loveliest woman on earth.
And it also does appear
That anybody who looks at her
In such loveliness
Will definitely say
All praise really belongs
To the God who made her
Not out of lust like many of Adam's seeds
But out of His pure, unblemished
Universal artistry of beauty
Which is classically defined as true love.
