Wilting flowers away as sunlight eventually recedes.
But glad tidings - there exists an everlasting spring that never depletes;
That the Lord of springs has sent as mercy to the worlds.
It is the Prophetic Spring; it is an everlasting spring
In the fertile hearts of the Believer;
Never receding or wilting the blooming flower
Of Love - love for the Beloved and the Merciful King.
The bright sun is a blaze that burns and blinds;
Life’s cycle bends to it as it rises, but wilts as it fades.
Yet the Prophetic Light - the sun, in shining radiance it pales
Turning hearts to the Radiant Light, ever gently and which never sets.
It is the Prophetic Spring; it is an everlasting spring
In the fertile hearts of the Believer;
Never receding or wilting the blooming flower
Of Love - love for the Beloved and the Merciful King.
From His Light that He has created, the Merciful King salutes;
And His creations of light follow suit on earth and in heavens.
O Believer, emulate your Lord who has favoured you with such blessings -
Boundless blessings of peace upon the Shining Light that our Merciful King praises.
© Afroz Ali, 12th Rabbi ul-Awwal, 1433
