Had I met him, fourteen hundred years,
I would have washed his feet with my tears
Had I met him fourteen hundred years
I would have dropped all my fears
And embraced the eternal happiness, in his holy presence
And I would have my ears, hearing only his holy utterance
Had I been there, I would have all the pleasure
of my face buried in his holy bright face
And had my soul on his hands with all grace
I would have the faith, all the faith
Then I would have been the happiest on earth
Had I lived his time, I would have had the best company of man
The best of all human race
He was the chosen, the honest, the honorable
Who came to our worldly world, like a morning breeze
Like an angle to please, and with ease,
He was there to sweep away, all our human miseries
With his holy hands and his divine smile
He was the bliss on the earth
And the comfort for all human souls
He came to relieve and cure our pains
He came, a shining sun
To nourish our spirits with blessings
And fill us with delight
And wash all the plight
of our souls and bodies and spirits
Because he was the Prophet,
Because he was the light
Peace Be Upon Him
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A true excellent poem, but you can still serve the Holy Mohammed now, like I am serving and praying to Jesus (Isa for the Isa in the Koran, the Jesus in the Holy Bible) now. I have enjoyed very much your excellent poem. Thank you so much for sharing, Dr. Ahmed GS
Thank you so much, Sylvia
Salam Sylivai Llong time since we last time met. How are you doing? Let me have your good news. Thank you for the comment.