a letter that a mujahid wrote to his wife

Saturday, December 19, 2009
dedicated to my princess,

you never once complained when you knew that we would have nothing
you were content on having only what little that you need where others would have left or moaned

you never once left out a sigh
you understood that was written was what we would eat
i never once complained about what was put in front of me as i knew it was your hands that brought it to me
when i had nothing, i had you
you put your trust in your Rabb and in turn you followed me

never did i have to wonder about you as my secrets, my honor and my deen were safe with you
we both know what hardships you faced just by being with me,
but not a word did u speak
you were strong and in turn made me strong like a vanguard for this ummah
you concealed yourself where others would rush to please their desires
you were the essence of taqwa

life was easy with you and it came so naturally
you were the extension of me and i would never need to finish my words as who knew me better than you?
you knew your place which was by my side
it is the little things that make the person and you would easily have kept me going for a lifetime

the way you would look at me with fire in your eyes showed me that i was the only one for you
you stole my heart and hide it away
i loved your jealousy and i loved to tease u with the thought of others just so i could know how dear i was to you
what chance did shaytan have when you would ensure that fajr was the easiest of the salahs

i loved that you would foresake me in an instant to fast a voluntary fast
i love that the haq was dearer to you than my life and those of  our jewels
watchin you makes me laugh as i wonder if my heart will ever want another as i see you feed my child, as you lift her out of the bath, as you wipe her little nose and the face she pulls

you will never find a diamond in the hands of another in the same way our diamond deserves to be carried in your hands
we could have it all my love but who sells paradise for an hour of passing pleasure? not us
in you umm------------ the loyalties of my babies are

they will love what we love
they will love Allah the most glorified , most high
they will love those who they have never met but will long to meet
they will love them better than us
they will love the prophets and the best companions
tehy will love to honor one statement

laa ilahailallaah muhammadun rasulullah

others will fall under the weight of it but not them
their hearts will beat it, their words testify to it and their hands carry it
dont think i left you
dont think that in this world anythin is dearer to me than the minute that i walk home knowing what waits for me behind closed doors

i went to find a better place for us
i went to fulfill the best of deals
i saw it written that if you give your life, eternity would be ours
i saw it written somewhere that this was all a test and i have no doubt that the one who promises us and whose word is the truth must love me very much as He gave me you and you were the hardest thing to give up

they say the mind cannot comprehend what awaits us, that sadness will be forgotten and they say that the eye has yet to see and the ear has yet to hear the beauties that await us in our new home
they say rivers of honey my love they say rivers of milk and wine
they say pearls and gold thrones, they say musk and cool breezes
it is not fitting that i go to see this land afar to take you and our children?

i fear that the gates of opportunity will close behind me my love
i fear others will hear and rush there and i will have nothing to offer to you
i know you will send our sons to look for their father
tell them they will find me in every battle, in every fight where the black flag is flown
tell them that the pain will be a pinch and then they will see what i see, they will see the beautiful birds that come to meet them
tell them the angels will call them by the best of names and most of all that Allah the one the eternal will be pleased with them

i told you once that only two things will have me
you and death
my life was with you but now i must marry again.
i must marry what was promised to me the moment i was born ,
i must marry my fate and in turn i must marry death

after death will come reckoning and if i stand with the best of creation , with the permission of Allah Lord of the heavens and the earth i will beg for u..
none was worthy enough to stand next to me in this life so why is that i should desire another in the next



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