Mary Christmas Poem by Abdulrhman Mohammed Ali Almwalad

Mary Christmas



Why Santa Claus smiles
Why he laughs with his cavernous and abandoned throat?
Why the Virgin Mary is weeping in all of her pictures?
Oh, Madam! Ö Marie! Some of your photos look as a heart torn apart Bitterness!
And you the Christ... What a tragedy!
A whole world dies crucified in these sunken eyes
What's He was watching, sinking into death?
Is this the Christ / the Great Lord? !
Wherefore Lord can't be eternal?
Some ideas aren't an easy prey to controversies
And if with our naivety made of earth, we asked a question that flows like water from a tortuous waterfall?
Can the Father sacrifice his only begotten Son so as to save His Servants?
And the Lord, can He sacrifice himself for the sins of man?
Since God has the mercy, Forgiveness of sin isn't enough?
Wanting blood or crucifix and without the tears of St. Mary
Nothing can protect us from our naive thinking even the truth
Perhaps when we're going to asking more, we're going only skid
And maybe these abstract questions would be able to cross the threshold of absolute knowledge!
All these Neglected things aren't insignificant!
It isn't insolent to ask deep questions!
Irreverence is when we know that we have exaggerated, but we don't stop
Because the ignorance Intercede for the sins
But sin doesn't justify the idiocy
We don't understand Allah enough and that's why we make mistakes
But before to understand Allah -I think- we have to know Him first
Who is God?
God is modest and He shouldn't be far from our hearts
We abhor human arrogance
The arrogant becomes smaller and smaller until he vanishes and becomes invisible in the dictionary of virtue
God is complacent
When we approach His kindness, we are ashamed of our persistent questions
Ö Glorious Allah, You don't need any money, neither a wife nor kids, you are absolute and eternal
You are the owner of sovereignty
There is nothing like unto you
Your holiness is unique
Ah… have mercy on me; my soul is burdened with sin
Ah... have mercy on my brother
Forget my brother all these questions about God
You humans, you are so busy with your wife, money, food and clothing for your children

God isn't like you
He observed you from His kingdom and loves you when you knock on His door with your prayers
When you resort to His resplendent light that flood your confused soul
God is merciful and He listens to you
Pray
Stretch your wings in supplication before the walls of His mercy
So that He protects you from the dreaded excess of sadness and joy
By Abdurrahman ALMOWALAD
Translation made by Bouchra CHAKIR

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