
I am a Muslim..
A red rose is my Mecca
My mosque is a spring,
My holy stone, the light.
My prayer mat is the flat meadow,
I make ablution with the heartbeat of the windows.
Moonlight flows through my prayers, the spectrum too.
Rocks show through my prayers.
Every particle of my prayers is crystalline.
I say my prayers
when I hear the wind call out the faithful
from the top of minaret which is the cypress tree.
I say my prayers
when I hear the grass pronounce the “Takbirat al-ihram“
I say my prayers
when the wave utters the “Qad-Qamah “
My Kaaba lies by the water,
My Kaaba lies under the acacias.
My Kaaba travels like the breeze,
from one garden to the next,
from one town to another..
From: Water’s Footstep by: Sohrab Sepehri
PS: “Takbirat al-ihram” is said before starting the prayer and means it becomes haram to speak and perform any act incompatible with salat
“Qad-Qamah” is part of Adhan, islamic way of calling for the prayer. Means “Prayer has indeed begun”

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July 17, 2008 at 2:07 am
What is Takbirat al-ihram? Is it same as Labbaik?
July 17, 2008 at 2:13 am
Haleem, they say Takbirat Al Ihram when Imam stands for prayer. So inform people to get silent for the niyyah and telling Allahu Akbar to start the prayer. It’s not part of prayer. It’s kind of informing they use in mosques. I explained at the end of the entry too.
July 17, 2008 at 5:57 am
What a beautiful poem, mashallah.
This is also the first I’ve heard of Takbirat al-ihram…very interesting.
July 17, 2008 at 3:44 pm
Such a beautiful poem! My favourite line is “My prayer mat is the flat meadow.”
July 17, 2008 at 7:18 pm
oh, it is só beautiful, it went straight to my heart.
so beautiful!
July 17, 2008 at 9:05 pm
Lovely, Mashallah
July 17, 2008 at 9:37 pm
Lovely poem!
July 18, 2008 at 2:48 am
It is very very beautiful … how can it NOT touch someone’s heart?
July 18, 2008 at 9:46 am
My Kaaba lies in my heart…too….
great one…
July 19, 2008 at 7:02 pm
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July 21, 2008 at 10:37 am
“My Kaaba lies by the water,
My Kaaba lies under the acacias.
My Kaaba travels like the breeze,
from one garden to the next,
from one town to another.. ”
Beautiful lines ..!!!!
July 22, 2008 at 4:56 pm
Great yaar!! so nice …grt thanks to u…:-)
have u been to mecca?