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Poem: about the Prophet peace be upon him If I was there... I sit reclining on my chair and close my eyes as if I'm there my sight is dark and hearing goes as I begin to see the rows Im in madina its afternoon and hear the call, a soothing tune The call to prayer from unbaked bricks on dusty ground, they bow and sit and then I think am I with those that sacrificed and Allah He chose? the ones who gave their wealth and lives and tied a stone to feed the cries The one's whose hearts were purified and filled with hope for you and I is that Umar and that Ali and next to them Bilal the free Ammar, Zubair, Uthman Ghani Muaz , Abbas Ibn alwaleed Siddiq stands up on his two feet the second of two in the retreat But wait if they are all around Where is the one my Rabb has crowned? I ask O Where is my Nabi? my heart & soul please let me see my heart begins to tremble fast they "say that's him, he just walked past" My eyes r filled with tears of joy and still I stand as I enjoy at last i'll meet Allah's Habib and feel his presence oh so qareeb at last, my gaze falls on his hair so dark and long as I just stare Do I just walk through all the rows or watch and glare and not impose his turban wrapped around his head and beard goes down like silky thread the strands of hair against his skin so fair and smooth all free of sin I take a breath and hold my tears and tell myself what if he hears? Remember how his wife would say why do you spend so long to pray You stand all night and pray to Him Allah the one who raised your hymn To her he said shall I not stay a thankful slave till my last day? Ya Rabb how do I praise the one who you have called the chosen one? The one you swore by the night and sent to Makkah as a light and Abraham asked you for him and Son of Mary's glad tiding You raised him up with truth he spoke and trust he held within his cloak And then to him, you gave your word and on to him Gibreel conferred "Invite Quraysh, your closest kin, tell them from Him did you begin they'll call you mad and try to hurt and slay your ones who did convert stay strong and firm as I'm with you so long as you to me stay true" Back in the mosque, I see him stand with all his followers, the blessed land I find a space and get inline What a place and what a time! as he concludes he softly says "Allah forgive us for our ways" my eyes are filled and heart's insane I jump the rows to ease my pain Rasul Allah! I have no worth, I've done great sins on Allah's Earth I only ask from you one thing: make space for me below your wing I couldn't stop myself and cried and wept so long as if I died I fell unconscious on the floor and when I woke they were no more Sallallahu Alayhi wa sallam